<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259</id><updated>2012-01-08T14:53:45.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's walk this road together.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>389</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8898230892905931215</id><published>2011-12-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:44:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Masquerade Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the great happenings and 'thank you's have been mentioned on facebook, yet I still want to pen down my fabulous once-in-a-lifetime 21st birthday party at Naumi Hotel! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BANXjBdm_Zk/Tu3dvS4XqBI/AAAAAAAAMVM/AkiZsEBRQWA/s1600/Luxury+Suite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.4; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BANXjBdm_Zk/Tu3dvS4XqBI/AAAAAAAAMVM/AkiZsEBRQWA/s400/Luxury+Suite.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless for me to describe how awesome the Luxury Suite at Naumi Hotel was, everyone who came has witnessed it all. I was so elated by the free upgraded suite which was beautifully furnished that matches the theme for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyzk2tMr12E/Tu3dujibvfI/AAAAAAAAMVI/UoxJtWMXRFI/s1600/Helping+out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyzk2tMr12E/Tu3dujibvfI/AAAAAAAAMVI/UoxJtWMXRFI/s320/Helping+out.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0s04N_kpFpU/Tu3dtwPebLI/AAAAAAAAMU8/s-ZMTW6RoQs/s1600/Food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0s04N_kpFpU/Tu3dtwPebLI/AAAAAAAAMU8/s-ZMTW6RoQs/s320/Food.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon settling in, the clock started ticking for me to start on decorations and executing the plans (stressful, lots of hardwork) that I was on 2 months back. All thanks to the help of my family and friends, all the decorations were done on time as I get myself dolled up and friends were arrived at the doorstep. Not forgetting those who came early to help out and&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;sneak&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;bring up the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, food, cupcakes and desserts were all collected at respective locations and delivered up on time by my brother, gf and Dearie! :D That's when the party has officially started! Photo-taking was a must-have; Very thankful to Zoe who brought her aunt's polaroid and become the 'Polaroid' girl for the night and Giselle, Sengyie and Jiamin naturally took the role of being the photographers for all the shots that I've took with all the guests! THANK YOU ALL! (It must be really tiring for you all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMoQTiGySW8/Tu3dsqbEikI/AAAAAAAAMUs/yOGqZ6dPgWs/s1600/Family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMoQTiGySW8/Tu3dsqbEikI/AAAAAAAAMUs/yOGqZ6dPgWs/s400/Family.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDpUN8Tzq5M/Tu3dsBzD3MI/AAAAAAAAMUo/TVRc-uar-gw/s1600/Dresses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDpUN8Tzq5M/Tu3dsBzD3MI/AAAAAAAAMUo/TVRc-uar-gw/s320/Dresses.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDpUN8Tzq5M/Tu3dsBzD3MI/AAAAAAAAMUo/TVRc-uar-gw/s1600/Dresses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While most of them know that I'll be changing to another dress during cake-cutting, yet some that was keep in suspense must be wondering "Wah, like wedding dinner!". Indeed, I guess to me, 21st birthday is like a wedding, a once in a lifetime event that wouldn't want to regret not celebrating like how I want it to be. Especially me being a perfectionist, each details has to be carefully thought for. The dresses ain't planned but I didn't want to miss the chance of wearing the 2 pretty dresses on such an event. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5miNI90mcuA/Tu3ebDoLvgI/AAAAAAAAMVY/k4xSd3crT0A/s1600/IMG_6147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5miNI90mcuA/Tu3ebDoLvgI/AAAAAAAAMVY/k4xSd3crT0A/s200/IMG_6147.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;After the party has ended, some of my poly friends stayed behind having HTHT. It was great and only if I weren't so worn out, I would have joined their conversation. Eventually, I went to bed during midnight as I was freezing, leaving baby and my friends in the living room as there ain't enough beds to sleep. Sorry guys! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was totally energy-draining but it was all worthwhile for that fabulous 21st birthday memories with my awesome family, friends and Dearie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;An unforgettable night that I feel that fairytales do come true and movies can become reality. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Isbd7w-2fVc/Tu3dtVyTVBI/AAAAAAAAMU0/LinOFZvbILk/s1600/Family+and+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Isbd7w-2fVc/Tu3dtVyTVBI/AAAAAAAAMU0/LinOFZvbILk/s320/Family+and+friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: A BIG BIG 'THANK YOU' TO EVERY SINGLE OF YOU WHO HAS ATTENDED MY PARTY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8898230892905931215?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8898230892905931215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8898230892905931215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2011/12/21st-masquerade-party.html' title='21st Masquerade Party'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BANXjBdm_Zk/Tu3dvS4XqBI/AAAAAAAAMVM/AkiZsEBRQWA/s72-c/Luxury+Suite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5980681713580321188</id><published>2011-01-03T16:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:19:25.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I still prefer to pen down my 2011 Resolutions in Blogger which I've been using it since 2004? It has been 7 years for now, I love to keep them together as great memories unless Blogger close down one day. ): (Please don't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve of New Year, as usual, keeping myself away from crowded venues. Planned to go the countdown event beside Civic Centre with Dear, but we were too tired from playing Wii at my house with my bro and gf. Nah, it's not ours. It's my bro's friend's. However, lucky for us, my family and baby got the chance to witness some parts of the fireworks from our living room (supposedly, a balcony). Fireworks is so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting back to my 2010 resolutions, I'm proud that I've managed to get most done! With what's not completed, I'll probably add on to my 2011 resolutions. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2010 Major Events:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Graduated from NYP and got my Diploma in Business Management!&lt;br /&gt;- Attended MSL 10th Anniversary Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrated Dear's 21st Birthday with Buffet Catering at his house.&lt;br /&gt;- Worked part-time at Singtel for 3 months, met great friends (Chloe and Lynn)!&lt;br /&gt;- Annemari and Nastja came to Singapore and we became their tour guide. It was great meeting them again!&lt;br /&gt;- First ever Overseas Trip with Dearie to Cameron Highlands and Sunway Lagoon! :D&lt;br /&gt;- Rejected from Local Unis and successfully registered into Curtin Singapore, a HRM and Management Degree.&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner celebration for Our 6th Anniversary! It was at a fine dining restaurant called Forlino, at One Fullerton.Was the first time of the 6 years, we went for fine dining! Great ambience and I just love the night that we spent together!&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrated my 20th Birthday on a mini cruise, Riverboat to replace a&amp;nbsp;yacht birthday celebration. Felt so loved and have received many great presents! Have never received so many presents before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not completed in 2010:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Set up a blogshop (Probably not planning to do it this year)&lt;br /&gt;- Going overseas with girlfriends (I'm waiting.. and I hope it comes true this year)&lt;br /&gt;- Scrapbook for Germany Trip (I'll have to get the pictures from Zhiyin first. It just bring so much pain that the Germany pictures and diary I had in HDD is gone. I want to get back. Still struggling to get it back.)&lt;br /&gt;- Continue my piano (Am finding a cheaper alternative and to have additional money for this exp leisure. Gonna have to postpone it to next year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Resolutions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get at least 'Distinction' for all the rest of my modules.&lt;br /&gt;- Make plans for my future (Career, flat and marriage. Don't mistaken, just plans.)&lt;br /&gt;- Photoshoots before turning 21 (Of cos, need to slim down first! Like at least no fats bulging out.)&lt;br /&gt;- Slim down (Forever my resolutions.)&lt;br /&gt;- Continue dancing..&lt;br /&gt;- More catch ups with friends!&lt;br /&gt;- Japan for holidays (Pretty pleaseee, Mummy!)&lt;br /&gt;- Clear my wardrobe again for more apparels in!&lt;br /&gt;- Plan a grand/memorable 21st Birthday Party.&lt;br /&gt;- Start to manage my finance once I start earning my own salary.&lt;br /&gt;- A new phone when my contract ends. Eyeing on either HTC/BB/Iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, most importantly, creating more happy moments with my loved ones, Dearie, Family and my girlfriends! :D All to be safe, healthy and happy, that's all it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will be more of focusing on studies, coming next year will expect a drastic change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;I shall get started on my tutorials now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5980681713580321188?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5980681713580321188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5980681713580321188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-resolutions.html' title='2011 Resolutions'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3373055752412115376</id><published>2010-12-14T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:30:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more 1x, start of my 20th Journey.</title><content type='html'>An hour more to the end of my birthday. It's my 20th this year! No longer 1x, feels kinda different. Though this year my birthday falls on a weekday and that I have lessons from afternoon all the way till night, I celebrated my birthday on &lt;s&gt;1&lt;/s&gt;4 Dec 2010. I felt like my birthday just passed 10 days ago! If not for Dearie's sweeeet surprise, popping at my door last midnight, holding a small Oreo Cheesecake with candle, singing Happy Birthday song for me, I wouldn't have felt that my birthday is in fact today. And, the number of birthday wishes on Facebook is unbelievable (&amp;gt;80), not forgetting SMS wishes. I'm elated even if it was just mere Facebook wishes. THANK YOU, all of you! :D Without these wishes, I probably just forget that I'm turning 20 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much said, my Pre-Birthday Celebration on a mini cruise (Riverboat) made me like a princess that night! I enjoyed company with my lovely family, close poly friends and my boy. That night was perfect and I've long wanted such a celebration since young. (I dont know when but subconsciously I did yearn for one.) I always envy others for receiving many birthday gifts and throwing party with many people. I've been attending birthday parties and now, I finally have one. Though a small one, but that was enough to put a smile on my face all night long and even now, I still reminisce that night. (: THANK YOU for those who made my birthday celebration a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLZ4sFlTI/AAAAAAAAMRw/e--Tg2gUOkU/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLZ4sFlTI/AAAAAAAAMRw/e--Tg2gUOkU/s320/page1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLbfkZdzI/AAAAAAAAMR0/0BuDRZPF9r0/s1600/tumblr_ld1j0iEOrM1qc9dqt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLbfkZdzI/AAAAAAAAMR0/0BuDRZPF9r0/s320/tumblr_ld1j0iEOrM1qc9dqt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, baby! &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLm2hfFzI/AAAAAAAAMR4/htsiZuLy7ho/s1600/DSCF4629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLm2hfFzI/AAAAAAAAMR4/htsiZuLy7ho/s320/DSCF4629.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lovely presents! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLy1tvL5I/AAAAAAAAMR8/LO5QLiw0iHI/s1600/DSCF4621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLy1tvL5I/AAAAAAAAMR8/LO5QLiw0iHI/s320/DSCF4621.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look, I really teared after I came home that night.&lt;br /&gt;Tears with joy..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Baby, I don't know what to say except "Thank You". I know you've never been romantic like those guys in TV drama, but I know you did all these from your heart. And, I can see it, feel it. I love you, baby. Thank you for all that you've done. This year's birthday is the best I've ever spent and celebrated!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3373055752412115376?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3373055752412115376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3373055752412115376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-more-1x-start-of-my-20th-journey.html' title='No more 1x, start of my 20th Journey.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TQeLZ4sFlTI/AAAAAAAAMRw/e--Tg2gUOkU/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4442405179791533942</id><published>2010-10-31T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T12:03:04.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6th Anniversary! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;After months of hiatus, it's time for me to clear the webs in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Actually there's not much of an event during this hiatus, it's more of completing all the projects assignments. My results were pretty much average, bad for a few. Whatever it is, I shall concentrate on my exams now. It's coming in 2 weeks time! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh ya, the only big thing that happened recently was being bitten by a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;BUG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;! DAMN THE &amp;amp;*^$#%^ BUG! Reckoned it must be the termites or wood lice on the sofa at The Coffee Bean (Orchard Central) that bit me on my thighs that made it look like BIG FAT PIG TROTTERS! The wound got so sore and big, the doctor even wrote on my prescription card "10cm x 2, 1 8cm". That was how big they were and they were warm, pain and itchy! Eww.. I thought I'm going to get a Lymph Disease or sth. I got so tensed up last week because of these bites. Luckily, it all subsided and are gone now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46rOB6RyI/AAAAAAAAMRY/MFh1qhS_npU/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46rOB6RyI/AAAAAAAAMRY/MFh1qhS_npU/s320/page1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our 6th Anniversary! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;On a brighter note, it's our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6th Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; today! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;Baby and I had our Anniversary Dinner Celebration at Forlino, a fine Italian dining. Our first fine dining date. Baby was so funny, he couldn't get used to that kind of environment. I think for me, it's my second time, first was with family and it was pretty okay with me. We chose that place was because I've got the "1 for 1" promo from Women's Weekly and we had the Degustation 5-course Dinner. The food was great and the night scenery was beautiful. Though we couldn't get the side view, we still enjoyed ourselves with the great food and ambiance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46ps1P0kI/AAAAAAAAMRU/s4S4EuNwOsw/s1600/food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46ps1P0kI/AAAAAAAAMRU/s4S4EuNwOsw/s320/food.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;5-Course Degustation Menu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;I bought a little gift for baby. We actually mutually agreed not to buy each other's gifts on our Anniversary but I always love to give him a small note or letter. I saw a heart-shaped jigsaw card a few days back and I thought it was cute and lovely. After having baby piecing up 2 Jigsaws for me, 1 with hundred over pieces, another thousand over pieces, now I shall let him fix this heart-shaped jigsaw in order for him to read the note I wrote for him on the Jigsaw card. Hehe. It looks simple to piece it up but in actual fact, you still need some time. Haha. Baby play cheat! He pieced up the words first. Nevertheless, I hope he likes that little gift! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46tXDG3TI/AAAAAAAAMRc/wUpRFDor_XU/s1600/page2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46tXDG3TI/AAAAAAAAMRc/wUpRFDor_XU/s320/page2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heart-shaped Jigsaw Card&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Since we had our celebration ytd, we just spent our day accompanying one another at home. Having some time for ourselves, watching shows together, bickering and teasing each other. I just love it this way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;We are walking towards our 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th... and so on. We shall continue to walk hand in hand together on the path we chose six years ago. I want to grow old with you, I want to do everything with you, I just want you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You never fail to make me smile and laugh even though you may have made me cry a thousand times. I just enjoy every moments with you. And only you."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I love you more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4442405179791533942?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4442405179791533942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4442405179791533942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-6th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 6th Anniversary! :)'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TM46rOB6RyI/AAAAAAAAMRY/MFh1qhS_npU/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4294756720786340870</id><published>2010-09-13T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:27:11.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Life in Curtin Uni.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, my blog has been stagnant for a very long time. I guess visitors have stopped popping by knowing there's no trail of blogging taking place. Wanting to recall back the past weeks of events, I can't seem to remember all of them. I'll just pen down some recent events then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First! Dearie's nephew, Zaeden is finally born on 9 Sept 2010. Everyone is so excited and thankful that he's all healthy and now staying home with his family. :D My eyes just couldn't shift away from that cutie pie even though he is soundly asleep. Carried him in my arms and I could feel he's so tiny and soft. When he's about a few month's old, maybe Dearie and I will bring him out for a walk. :) I wanna see him tmr! He's sooooo CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs699.snc4/61967_1272047380760_1817176748_544988_6610260_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs699.snc4/61967_1272047380760_1817176748_544988_6610260_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs428.snc4/47121_1272048300783_1817176748_544998_5209997_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats, Zaeden's Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs425.snc4/46805_435127271589_581626589_4862806_3921567_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dearie carrying his nephew, baby Zaeden. (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hiatus from blog has explained how busy I am for the past month. Even though I had my 1 week break during end Aug, I still had not much free time. Not that I'm not busy now, perhaps just not in the mood to do my assignment. Last week was the worst week ever that I chiong my assignment till the very last hour, like seriously! I had to cab down to sch after that. I hope I wont have to for this coming assignment. *pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving has been going on for quite some time. Currently at Stage 3, left with parallel parking that's all. I can't imagine how nervous I'll be when I'm taking the test. =X I seriously hope and pray that I'll pass the first time. Speaking of which, the test date will be very far from now since I can only book when I clear 33 subjects, now at 29. Hmm.. Have been dragging my lesson for these few weeks cos of my assignments. Need a closer timing to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays have been put aside for dancing, currently learning Girls' Combo MV, which includes Bad Girl Good Girl, I My Me Mine, Mr Boogie and I Go Crazy Because Of You. I realised I'm really slow in picking up steps, is it because I'm slow at reacting? :( Ytd, finally caught STEP UP 3D with mummy, brother and his gf at Shaw Lido after sooooo long. My first time there watching a movie; We chose there because Cathay has stopped showing Step Up in 3D. Oh well, wasn't that old as I expected. A bit pity though, for that show. I expected more from their 3D effects. But the dancers are really wooah; I especially love the robotic guy and the Italian twins. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unwrappedphotos.com/wp-content/gallery/step-up-3d/step-up-3d-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://unwrappedphotos.com/wp-content/gallery/step-up-3d/step-up-3d-poster.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long weekends have at least given me some time to catch my breath after going for 2 weeks of weekend classes. My sch life has somehow made a change to my life and I feel it slapping in my face. The change that I'm going through is rough, which disrupted my mood in particular, had added much melancholy and listlessness to my life. Large part of the reason behind might be the absence of my close clique of friends. Although I have had a few friends in Curtin, it just sucks to know that they're not sticking with you for every modules as we're taking different modules altogether. It difficult to bond somehow or rather. I hope we can choose for the next trimester so that we get the same modules. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been really shopping and I'm getting out of clothes to wear. Actually, I have new apparels but mostly for dates, not appropriate for sch. Need to get some tops and bottoms. Need retail therapy, maybe online shopping since I've not much free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's having a day off tmr! :D Another day granted to acc him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hit the sack now. Bonne Nuit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4294756720786340870?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4294756720786340870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4294756720786340870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/09/school-life-in-curtin-uni.html' title='School Life in Curtin Uni.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-228497672658113544</id><published>2010-08-04T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:51:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just don't feel right.</title><content type='html'>First day of my Uni life started ytd. With no friends accompanied, it really sucks. Supposedly, to have only 2-hr lecture ytd but lecturer pushed forward the tutorial from wed to tue because most of them had only an hour's lesson on wed. Oh well, doesn't really make a difference for me. Have not met any friends from HRM course. I guess it's a pretty small group of people taking HR. Sigh. Uni life is more or less similar to poly. We have lectures and tutorials. What made a huge difference is not having my dear girlfriends with me! I'm so bored in class. I know it always takes time to get to know new friends. I just detest this part, really. Having evening lessons from today till Friday and it sucks big time. Girl, you need to adapt. Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated mummy's 48th Birthday last Friday. I told her to take leave that day so I can spend the day with her. We went facial, manicure &amp;amp; pedicure at Far East Plaza. Then, met brother &amp;amp; his gf at Dhoby Ghaut to have dinner at Tao's Restaurant. The dinner was great! I found this restaurant on hungrygowhere.com and the reviews was overwhelming so decided to try it out. We were even more amazed by their superb service (no doubt he's a gay, but good service!) and creative recipe. You all should try it one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkQSzj2vUI/AAAAAAAAMQs/on4r4Zj7PsI/s1600/Mum's+Bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkQSzj2vUI/AAAAAAAAMQs/on4r4Zj7PsI/s320/Mum's+Bday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkQgj41tuI/AAAAAAAAMQw/0ckTfwBEwH4/s1600/30072010329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkQgj41tuI/AAAAAAAAMQw/0ckTfwBEwH4/s320/30072010329.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had my nails painted too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy's growing old again, but not her appearance though (at least to me). Mummy's reaching 50 in 2 years time and she's kinda sad because she's aging. No matter how old she is, I still love her like always. I love you, mummy! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sat, met lunch kakis to flea market @ Scape. Bought nothing after browsing for like 15 mins? Lol. Kinda funny. Instead it was more of a catch-up, have lunch and chill ard. I missed those days when we walked down the pathway from NYP to yck mrt and asking "where shall we go?". GIRLS! I MISS YOU ALL! :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkU3OeVkpI/AAAAAAAAMQ0/MG6TqjZY_5E/s1600/DSCF0249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkU3OeVkpI/AAAAAAAAMQ0/MG6TqjZY_5E/s320/DSCF0249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After soooo many days, I finally met baby ytd! :D We haven't been on the phone lately. He was so busy that he could hardly get enough sleep. Texting is our only communication for the past week. The feeling was really bad. I fall asleep at night, hugging my bolster so tight as if hugging him. Last weekend, he wasn't able to book out and 2-day weekend felt like sooo crappy long as compared to days with him. Though we finally met for 2 hours ytd, it was pretty bad for him when he had to book in again. Hope he's fine now. :( Poor boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sitting in my room, blogging. Yet, I feel things just isn't right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-228497672658113544?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/228497672658113544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/228497672658113544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-dont-feel-right.html' title='Just don&apos;t feel right.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFkQSzj2vUI/AAAAAAAAMQs/on4r4Zj7PsI/s72-c/Mum&apos;s+Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5779359079731699913</id><published>2010-07-28T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:07:36.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtin, here I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:kdQq-AdnstcPnM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__vTiz_dIatIptFp8vKvWqGJnnA5s=" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contract signed. Orientation went &amp;amp; I'm enrolled. Lesson is starting next Tue. And, the timetable sucks big time!!! Look below and you'll know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tue:&lt;/b&gt; 10am -12noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wed:&lt;/b&gt; 4pm - 5pm, 7pm - 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thur:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;7pm - 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fri:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;7pm - 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Evening classes! I'm taking Full-Time, fyi. This is BAD! I shld pro'ly take up some part-time jobs. I had my Orientation ytd but I left early, din wanna join their dinner and games. Curtin is a small campus, I just hope I meet nice friends. We'll see next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going for 5 driving lessons now. So far so good. I must say, instructors make a crucial part in the learning process. How they teach makes a difference in how make use of the various techniques to drive. I'm having a lesson tmr, am looking forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother's graduation was a success! Though the speeches given by the professors and students are rather looonnngg and draggy but it was an honour for brother and us, to be witnessing his graduation ceremony @ RWS. The reason for holding the ceremony @ RWS was just because Suntec City was occupied by YOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBVt1i6hmI/AAAAAAAAMQo/BhD0Ij_bF2g/s1600/SMU+Grad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBVt1i6hmI/AAAAAAAAMQo/BhD0Ij_bF2g/s320/SMU+Grad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 6 dancing lessons have ended last Sat. They had us on video. It's on my Facebook! :D But it's a pity I had a few dance steps wrong during the final filming. Boo. Gotta learn new mv dance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's back to camp and he's only coming home next weekend. :(:( I'm missing him sooooo much!! Though I met him on Monday, together with my friends for dinner before the guys enlist. Haven't been talking to Dearie on the phone these 2 days. He has been very very busy with his stuffs and sleeping late at night. Poor Dear. :( I hope he calls me tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my diary that I wrote when I was in Germany. While reading, the feeling was ordinary. It was like a dream and till now, I still can't believe I've been studying there for a period of 3 months! It's just amazing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5779359079731699913?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5779359079731699913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5779359079731699913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/07/curtin-here-i-am.html' title='Curtin, here I am.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBVt1i6hmI/AAAAAAAAMQo/BhD0Ij_bF2g/s72-c/SMU+Grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6642649154811340259</id><published>2010-07-19T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:50:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only.. that's me.</title><content type='html'>Oh great! Facebook finally decided to change the JAVA uploader to the current one which is much faster and doesn't show you "Uploading failed." when you try to upload hundreds in a shot. :) But, it's unfair you know. Baby had it changed to the latest uploader like months ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started my Driving practical like a week ago? Had already went for 2 lessons. The first day of any lessons, be it first day of school, first day of work, first day of everything, because you're new to the environment, you'll tend to look so dumb which what I'll normally do to cover it up is observe where people go and act as if I've came for like several times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson was driving in circuit, going round and round, changing from Gear 1 to 2, learning how to turn at bends and driving in lane. On top of that, with confidence from the instructor, I drove down the ramp during my first lesson! But, I did something dangerous after that. =X During a sharp turn, I accelerated so quickly subconsciously that I nearly bang onto the car that was negotiating a bend. Luckily, I turned back on time. A mistake that nearly cause an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second lesson was driving on roads. I was really nervous and also very cautious when driving. I din dare to accelerate at all. The engine stalled like 10 times during the 2 hrs? Instructor was kinda pekcek. Oh well, I know I needed more practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nastja from Slovenia whom I met in Germany, stopped by Singapore for a tour last week. It was great to see her after a year or so! As she also met the next batch of NYP students who went to Germany, Zhiyin and I only met her 1-2 days strolling along town area and Marina Bay. But din manage to send her off at the airport. I do hope that I can visit her some day at Slovenia. Also, to Finland to find Annemari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBRg5xY3TI/AAAAAAAAMQk/7tmv8Gtz5G0/s1600/37629_445131259514_642904514_5945182_6810425_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBRg5xY3TI/AAAAAAAAMQk/7tmv8Gtz5G0/s320/37629_445131259514_642904514_5945182_6810425_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, Baby and I went to Woodlands Waterfront after my dance. It was my second time there while first for Dear. Like the first time I went, there was a crowd, many of which were families. While the breeze came, we walked on the long stretch of pathway, witnessing young kids, parents to old folks enjoying every moment, we too felt their warmth and happiness. I'm sure Dear had many thoughts as well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBKgGJ4ReI/AAAAAAAAMQc/YDYp7A7w8Hs/s1600/Woodlands+Waterfront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBKgGJ4ReI/AAAAAAAAMQc/YDYp7A7w8Hs/s320/Woodlands+Waterfront.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd morning, I woke everybody up for the Newpaper Big Walk @ Marina Bay. Though tired as they were, everyone still woke up and ready for the Big Walk! Off we went, the crowds were more than expected. Brother, Dear and I met a few friends along the way. After the walk, we sat at the river side watching people kayaking. Passed by the carnival and had morning breakfast at Lau Pa Sat. We came home at 12noon and we were all bushed. However, it made a lot of difference from our usual Sunday morning whereby we laze on the bed till 11am. It made me felt that I've lived my day to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBLZWhCfnI/AAAAAAAAMQg/iiJdb0r4KjU/s1600/Big+Walk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBLZWhCfnI/AAAAAAAAMQg/iiJdb0r4KjU/s320/Big+Walk.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After months of waiting and calling, I finally received my soft copy of Offer Letter last Friday for goodness sake. As shown on the contract, my school will be starting on 2nd Aug which is like 2 weeks away? But, I've not signed my contract just yet, waiting for the hard copy to arrive, reckon it will come this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wed, my brother will be having his SMU Graduation Day @ RWS! How grand is that! Even their Grad Night was at Shangri-la Hotel! I'm sure mummy is so proud of him. I am too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do today? Finish my July Cleo Magazine, have my eyebrow trimmed, dye my hair and hopefully clean up my room again or perhaps I should do it on Thur or Fri with my mum at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And, I missed you so..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6642649154811340259?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6642649154811340259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6642649154811340259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-only-thats-me.html' title='If only.. that&apos;s me.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TFBRg5xY3TI/AAAAAAAAMQk/7tmv8Gtz5G0/s72-c/37629_445131259514_642904514_5945182_6810425_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-2219894988324537671</id><published>2010-07-06T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:01:54.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What shld I do?</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to blog days ago but I was sooooo lazy. I kinda have no motivation to blog anymore. The fact that I love to record down every details of my life and when time goes by, I flip back to see how much I've grown, it's nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, where have I stopped? Yea, my vacation trip with my boy to Cameron &amp;amp; Sunway. It was really a last-minute booking, just 3 days before the trip. Boy could only confirm his leave that day. The first time ever I did my bookings with an agency and everything was done on my own. Though nothing was gonna be wrong with things all arranged by the agency, sometimes Dear was simply afraid I might remember the wrong timings, venue, bus no. and whatever, he'll just double-check it. Sorry, baby. I'm just too blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaited at the Golden Mile Tower, was a comfy bus that was driving us up to Cameron Highland. It was so comfy that we slept throughout the night without waking up for toilet breaks until dawn, I woke Dear up. Up the hill, I remembered it was a smooth ride up but coming down sucks so much. I threw up after several attempts of enduring. A day at Cameron was enough, the view was not as magnificent as we thought it would be. Beside endless of Strawberry stuffs, we went to Butterfly Farm and Honey Bee Farm. We missed the Rose Centre and we got back to the Hotel as it started raining. Checking in to Cameron Equatorial Hotel was slow and it made us waited for like 2 hrs? We were both starving, neither do we want to walk back down to the full-of-strawberry-market to buy tibits nor buy the 13 riggits pringles in the hotel lobby. After deciding upon waiting for the steamboat which starts at 6:30pm over room service, I fell asleep on the bed while baby watched tv. The steamboat was worth the wait afterall! It was the most delicious steamboat I've ever had in my 20 years of life. I ain't kidding. Baby can still joke with me and say: "Let's come up Cameron some day again just to have the steamboat!" Though it was worth the price, I think it's still not worth driving up 8-10 hours with 2 hrs going round the hill! Hah. Overall at Cameron, we only enjoyed the steamboat and the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day down to Sunway Lagoon, we were treated like King &amp;amp; Queen with 5* Sunway Spa &amp;amp; Resorts Hotel staffs. They were very polite, wherever we go, they will greet us with their right hand on their left chest. With limited time, we quickly went to the Sunway Lagoon Theme Park. Basically, we only played in the Water Park. With Dearie, everything was fun! Now that I'm typing, I'm reminiscing the moments there. After which, we went back to check in. To our delight, the room was super cozy with beautiful interior design! Baby was so excited that he jumped onto the bed straight away! I was glad I made the right choice to top up another $40/pax for a 5* Hotel. :D I am definitely going back to that Hotel if I'm going to Sunway again. Dinner was at the Shopping Centre just next to the hotel. Then, back to hotel after shopping, watched World Cup and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left on the third day happily. (:&lt;br /&gt;(More pictures on Facebook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TDLuFL73b6I/AAAAAAAAMQY/D_nquZw-1vM/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TDLuFL73b6I/AAAAAAAAMQY/D_nquZw-1vM/s320/page1.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the short trip, I enjoyed every single moments with baby boy. It was the company that matters to me. If given a longer leave, we would consider hk and taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other updates:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24th Jun&lt;/b&gt; - Went shopping with Zoe! Bought $300 over worth of goodies! Half of it was for Dearie. Best retail therapy ever since GSS started! :D (Zoe, but I'm still thinking of the pink luggage bag!! Buy for me, will you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26th Jun&lt;/b&gt; - Attended Dearie's 3rd Division Family Day @ Jurong Camp. (: Tried sitting in the Terrex and hold the SAR21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30th Jun&lt;/b&gt; - Caught Eclipse with Chloe Starfish! She won a pair of ticket premiere. We got to watch it before the official showing in Singapore! The movie was great, even better than expected. Thanks, starfish! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/cineplexes/media/images/keyarts/tn_155/eclipse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/cineplexes/media/images/keyarts/tn_155/eclipse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Have I mention I pass my Final Theory?! :D Yeap yeap! I've passed, surprisingly! I had a last minute revision the day before. Before I went to SSDC, I told my mum and bro, "If I passed, I'll text you all. If not, you'll know why." Haha! So glad! After much considerations, I enrolled myself into school for my practical (manual) driving lessons. I've just booked my first practical lesson this Friday. Kinda excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created my Tumblr account ytd. It is fun! The beautiful pictures just excites me! Follow me if you want. (: Click the link on your right. ---&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shld I do now? Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-2219894988324537671?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2219894988324537671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2219894988324537671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-shld-i-do.html' title='What shld I do?'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TDLuFL73b6I/AAAAAAAAMQY/D_nquZw-1vM/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-2838431585967008113</id><published>2010-06-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:33:52.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getaway Trip with ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCXx6PS8jeI/AAAAAAAAMP4/Ups2I0Oegvo/s1600/Untitled1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCXx6PS8jeI/AAAAAAAAMP4/Ups2I0Oegvo/s400/Untitled1.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw the marked dates these few days? Yup, I'm going on a short getaway with my beloved after soooo long. ♥ (: I'll be back on Tue night. So, ciaos everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at Cameron Highlands plucking strawberries and tasting honey, I'll also be exploring the adventures in Sunway Lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pray hard that it won't rain, cross fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-2838431585967008113?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2838431585967008113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2838431585967008113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/06/getaway-trip-with.html' title='Getaway Trip with ♥'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCXx6PS8jeI/AAAAAAAAMP4/Ups2I0Oegvo/s72-c/Untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1727708254983761596</id><published>2010-06-23T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:50:06.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Work; Start of Enjoyment (:</title><content type='html'>Yeap, as written on the title. I'm free from my 3-month contract of work! Yesterday was my last day of work at Singtel as a temp staff. Though only 3 months, I've made 2 great friends! We even had nicknames for the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlI5a-G1I/AAAAAAAAMPQ/C0kIeRVs9UQ/s1600/DSC01995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlI5a-G1I/AAAAAAAAMPQ/C0kIeRVs9UQ/s320/DSC01995.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlhydnF8I/AAAAAAAAMPY/P6NKqv4ut5w/s1600/DSC02000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlhydnF8I/AAAAAAAAMPY/P6NKqv4ut5w/s320/DSC02000.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lynn AKA Froggie, I took over her work but she came back again now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDliiDT8HI/AAAAAAAAMPc/O3kW87EZkps/s1600/DSC02002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDliiDT8HI/AAAAAAAAMPc/O3kW87EZkps/s320/DSC02002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chloe AKA Starfish. She's the one who keeps me company this 3 months. It was great with her around. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDljAXX8VI/AAAAAAAAMPg/cpBdckORj9Y/s1600/DSC02005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDljAXX8VI/AAAAAAAAMPg/cpBdckORj9Y/s320/DSC02005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlhP53-VI/AAAAAAAAMPU/IeAA1ZFUbtM/s1600/DSC01999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlhP53-VI/AAAAAAAAMPU/IeAA1ZFUbtM/s320/DSC01999.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together, we're marine creatures. Hehe. They gave me a River Island wallet as a farewell gift. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on the past weeks. Not much, really. Just that, Annemari came to Singapore! She's the Finnish girl that I met in Germany last Winter/Spring and we got along quite well. She was here to pop by after a trip to Indonesia. It was kinda long since we last met and it's really great to see her in person again. :D She was here just for 2 days, together with the rest of them we brought them around Singapore, wherever we thought it is worth visiting. The&amp;nbsp;itinerary was like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 Jun&lt;/b&gt; - Touched down at 9:30am. Zhiyin fetched her back to home to put their bagpacks and she took them to take Singapore Flyer. Dear came along too so we met all of them at Esplanade. Brought them to Merlion Park for photo-taking. Then, Zhi Hui's bf drove us to Arab Street/Haji Lane, followed by Bugis Village and dinner at Sushi restaurant 火. Night life was at Clarke Quay, din join them because Dear had to book in so we call for cab back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 Jun&lt;/b&gt; - Met at Ion Orchard for shopping spree. Annemari requested to go back to Bugis Village, thus we went ahead after that. It was about noon time then. When we finished shopping, it was dinner time, went over to Zhiyin's house to have Hainanese Chicken Rice. I can say it was the best chicken rice I've ever eaten so far. After dinner, we bought some tropical fruits for them to try. In the list was Durians (must try in S'pore!), Lychee and "Long Kong" something like "Chiku". As usual, angmohs don't really like the taste of Durians. Haha. Oh well. No comments from me. Last but not least, the moment we never wanted, farewell at the airport. ): It's never nice to bid farewell, especially when you know you might never get to see her again unless either of us fly and have a visit. Boo. ); I missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner gathering with gfs last Tue at town. Surprisingly, everyone could make it that day despite the impromptu text I sent on Monday morning. (: Great laughters made my day. Shopping this week! Yeah! I'm thinking of more&amp;nbsp;occasion&amp;nbsp;so we can meet again, even if not, we'll come out and chill again. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDm26pRWOI/AAAAAAAAMPk/R6i9mxFyg2k/s1600/DSCF2761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDm26pRWOI/AAAAAAAAMPk/R6i9mxFyg2k/s320/DSCF2761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDnND9QULI/AAAAAAAAMPo/_LlAz7TAAX4/s1600/DSCF2764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDnND9QULI/AAAAAAAAMPo/_LlAz7TAAX4/s320/DSCF2764.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, officially my first day of slacking at home after 3 months of work. It felt so nice sitting home just listening to radio in my living room and using my laptop to surf net while enjoying the breeze. I had a to-do list in my mind, I guess I have to slowly strike them off before school starts (if they're willing to give me a place there). Oh ya, did I mention about my abrupt decision in applying Curtin Singapore? Yea, just a few days before the deadline, I sent my application. I hope to receive them soon! Din have much info about the school but luckily my cousin had her degree in Curtin too, thus had asked for her advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes, I just wonder why I'm so madly in love with this silly boy of mine. Being with him made me feel so safe and secure, resting against his comfy chest is what I always yearn for when he's in camp. I can literally forget the world around me revolving, just want the two of us alone. He's the last thing on Earth I ever want to lose or give up. Let us grow old together.. with just me and you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodnight. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1727708254983761596?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1727708254983761596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1727708254983761596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-of-work-start-of-enjoyment_23.html' title='End of Work; Start of Enjoyment (:'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCDlI5a-G1I/AAAAAAAAMPQ/C0kIeRVs9UQ/s72-c/DSC01995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-795576824375870511</id><published>2010-05-30T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:59:05.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day; Dear's POP</title><content type='html'>As you guys may wonder when graduation will come for you when you're studying, graduation day just flew past like a dream for me. Recalling, poly graduation was much like a farewell to friends. Bittersweet, of course. Was intending to take much more photos but the graduation robe plus the formal attire and heels was too unbearable for me. Not forgetting there's mum and brother waiting for me. Brother had interview that day so he was wearing long sleeve formal shirt with a tie, he was perspiring like mad. After a few shots here and there, my family and I left to Yishun Mayim which Dear came afterwards to join us for dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TBOgc_rvpBI/AAAAAAAAMPI/Az1T5xdlvXQ/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TBOgc_rvpBI/AAAAAAAAMPI/Az1T5xdlvXQ/s320/page.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, you have been great companies through these 3 years. Without all of you, I wouldn't have enjoyed my polytechnic years. It was all of you that made me woke up everyday with thoughts of studying smart and playing hard. We were the nosiest bunch of bitches in class yet the scholars are still among us. I'll never forget the joy and laughters that kept me going, as if these 3 years were shortened to 1. I know we are going separate ways from now, but we &lt;b&gt;shall&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt; keep in contact. No matter how long we may be busy with our lives, remember you will always be missed. Yours truly will definitely miss you dearly. So, please don't forget me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried for my future were my Mum and Brother, for they know I'll be wasting a year. Though my decision was to work for the year but everyone knows it will be difficult for anyone to go back to study after a period of work. Whatever it may be, applications for SIM/SIT is already closed. For the time being, I have to wait for next year's application while looking for some working experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me, I have been struggling. In addition to my PMS, my mood hasn't been good the past week. I flipped and tossed in bed a few nights before sleeping, pondering about my aspiration, my dream. I found no answer and felt asleep, then the next morning I pull myself out of bed unwillingly to work. Looking in the mirror, saw the unplanned future, I started to feel frightened, despise the useless self. It was not long before I manage to put it aside and now, I begin to worry for something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I attended Dear's Passing Out Parade @ Pasir Laba Camp. He is now officially a Sergeant! I'm so proud that he've gotten an Honour Award through his training. He was chosen top 10 among 337 of them. It was never easy for him, the training was tough and arduous. All that I could see was his fatigue every weekend. It's Sunday again, he will be reporting tmr morning at his new camp, Amoy Quee Camp. I hope and pray everything will go on smoothly for him with his '&lt;i&gt;man&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TBOgkvOZndI/AAAAAAAAMPM/rfD4pOjsolM/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TBOgkvOZndI/AAAAAAAAMPM/rfD4pOjsolM/s320/page.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy, he's falling sick&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt;. All thanks to the parade rehearsals under the damn bloody hot sun. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is definitely an e&lt;i&gt;vent-&lt;/i&gt;ful month. I almost took a day's leave every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Events:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 May - My Polytechnic Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;22 May - Dear's Dad's 63rd birthday celebration held together with Dear's Sis at Coasta Sands Resort.&lt;br /&gt;27 May - Dear's POP and also Dear's Sis official birthday.&lt;br /&gt;29 May - Dear's Cousin's Wedding Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes next? ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-795576824375870511?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/795576824375870511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/795576824375870511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/05/graduation-day-dears-pop.html' title='Graduation Day; Dear&apos;s POP'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TBOgc_rvpBI/AAAAAAAAMPI/Az1T5xdlvXQ/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4482708532713123380</id><published>2010-05-15T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:10:16.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearie is backkkk.</title><content type='html'>My tanned botak is back from Thailand. 3 weeks of sufferings has indeed burned his only fats that is in his body and skin is overcooked! *shake head* Glad he is all well~&lt;br /&gt;Din really update for 2 weeks. Let's rewind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thur (6/5)&lt;/b&gt; - Dinner at Mr. Curry @ Marina Square with gfs, though a short dinner, did catch up abit. Jovena has already started her job and glad to hear it's been good for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sat (8/5)&lt;/b&gt; - Met Jovena to collect Graduation robe together, then shopped at AMK Hub. Surprisingly, bought lots of apparels and stuff which adds up to over 100 bucks. Woah, great. My bill just came for last month and hit over thousand. =X Dear, don't scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sun (9/5)&lt;/b&gt; - It's Mother's Day! Needless to say, I bought her a gift. It's a wallet from Coach. As I promised myself a wristlet too, there was Mother's Day promo and I got 20% off for my wristlet. :D Well,&amp;nbsp;Mum preferred a bag instead so we went back to exchange, but she had to top up the rest. :P I'm broke you see! Heh.&amp;nbsp;Besides M-Day, it was also Dear's Bro's ROM. I went over to witness and it turns out kinda funny, yet sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCR_rdnaUmI/AAAAAAAAMPw/tata1R5pSJc/s1600/Coach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCR_rdnaUmI/AAAAAAAAMPw/tata1R5pSJc/s320/Coach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thur (13/5)&lt;/b&gt; - Gfs came to my house to slack ard and played mahjong. Second mahjong attempt, lose 90 cents to our Mahjong Queen -Rachel. I'm now 'itching' for more. Exchanged our cards that Zoe made for us all. Thanks, love! It's really thoughtful of you. Syl's turn to finish up the messages for everyone. Should be done by Graduation Day next Friday, we shall take a photo of it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCSAIkJbEjI/AAAAAAAAMP0/aCYNAVIo3Xw/s1600/Mahjong.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCSAIkJbEjI/AAAAAAAAMP0/aCYNAVIo3Xw/s320/Mahjong.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd night, Zhihong and Eileen drove me to the airport to fetch Dear home. Had supper at J. Kayu, and back to his home. Much thanks to them! :) Catch up abit with them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear's finally home. The feeling of having him embraced ard me is great after 3 weeks of separation. I'm now waiting for him to pass out and take a few days' leave for our overseas trip plan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Thank you' letters have come to me from SMU and NTU. I don't have to hold on to the last hope as I know that's the least possible local uni that I could get in. Oh well. I guess I just have to wait for another year or if I'm lucky enough that SIM has second intake, I'll apply them. Blame myself for hoping that dream will turn into reality. I'm prepared to find another job that last me at least another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work for May has piled up but still manageable. Another 1 and half months more to leaving. I must admit that I like it there for the environment, colleagues, supervisors and stress-free job scope. But, I think I should change an environment to experience the different jobs so that I can picture my future career path soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's going different ways now. I'm seeing myself growing to fit into the adult's world, am no longer teens or&amp;nbsp;adolescent. Sometimes, the thought of going to work from monday to friday just makes me wonder if my life is going to go mundane after work starts. Work, home, eat, sleep and work again. It just goes on.. Till weekends, there's only like 2 days of rest and play. That's when you have no time to catch up with friends and that you lose them eventually, and you'll walk down the street some day, seeing them like strangers walking past, not remembering their names and not even smile or wave. Some may do and a few will stop by and talk to catch up. How miserable. Am starting to lose Secondary friends now. Lost Primary friends when I'm Sec 3/4. I'm not going to lose my Poly friends, at least my gfs. It's hard I know, but I'll try all means to get everyone back together as one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs13/f/2007/002/9/0/friends__by_blackate.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I missed you, friend. Yes, YOU!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Not just referring to any particular one but &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; those that have passed by my life once. You're greatly missed.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4482708532713123380?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4482708532713123380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4482708532713123380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/05/dearie-is-backkkk.html' title='Dearie is backkkk.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/TCR_rdnaUmI/AAAAAAAAMPw/tata1R5pSJc/s72-c/Coach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5329478300783780096</id><published>2010-05-08T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:29:20.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only for you. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Nobody knows this silly boy of mine&amp;nbsp;pre-posted his post on his blog before he departed to Thailand. He told me he had posted a few but had forgotten to tell me the dates. As I stopped by his blog tonight, I was surprised and more than touched to see what he had posted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The love story was a true teenage story about him and I. That happened probably 6 years ago when we were really young and flashing back, it seems like it was yesterday. The msn texts, smses, .. the anticipating feeling of receiving his smses every single moment, the nonsensical quarrels &amp;amp; fights, going to school tgt with his dad driving us, morning talks at the corner of the staircase which sometimes were like "Heaven" / "Hell" - those who have seen/passed by us would have known where it is.. and the list just goes on.. All these little memories stay vividly in my mind for 5 and a half years. How I hope all of them are recorded in DVD so that I can play it again and again in my player and reminisce all the wonderful and tough days we had been through. Though, I've had them recorded in my tiny brain. I would prefer to have both.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sitting here in my living room, supposedly to get a good night sleep from a day's work, is missing my boy who is far far away from home and is out in the jungle. Another week to your return. Tomorrow don't seem like a weekend for me anymore. I just want you home safe and sound. I know you will, right? I'm waiting for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want to lie in your arms, baby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5329478300783780096?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5329478300783780096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5329478300783780096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-for-you.html' title='Only for you. ♥'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7001010099488282052</id><published>2010-05-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:41:41.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed you, __.</title><content type='html'>It's another week. 2 more weeks to go, to seeing my dearest! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dine in Sushi Tei @ Raffles City with my family on Friday. Wanted to go Sands but had dropped off the idea since Mum and I were tired after a day at work. Nevertheless, I brought Mum to Sands ytd after we went to the NATAS fair, Beauty fair and shopped at&amp;nbsp;Millennium Walk. Had planned to take the Circle Line at Promenade Station but saw the crowds going towards Helix Bridge, thus we went along. But, never did I expect the crowd to be that overwhelming. It felt like some Stars was in front. -.- Bad day to go to Sands when all the constructions has yet to be done. Oh well, I guess the scenery is better when it's all done. Till then, I'm going with my Boyf. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy oh boy. He's having 2 days field camp which will be ending tonight. Next up, will be grand slam that &lt;b&gt;hopefully&lt;/b&gt;, wouldn't kill him. I heard it's gonna be hard on them with such bad and humid weather in Thailand. Singapore is already that hot, I can't imagine how can they suffer with all the trainings. Army sucks real badly. ;( I miss my boy. I can't wait to attend his Parade so that he'll have more freedom (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the 7th year (based on Lunar Calendar). Though his presence was unseen, but I know he's with us through the good and the bad times. Gone are the days we'll never forget. I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be another week of mundane work. I'm yearning to stay in late, online shopping, use the internet whenever I want and those things I've missed out when I'm working. What I really crave for now is, an overseas trip!! Brother is going to Krabi with his gf tmr. I want mine too! Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7001010099488282052?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7001010099488282052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7001010099488282052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-missed-you.html' title='I missed you, __.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6798631032799522208</id><published>2010-04-25T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:17:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSL 10th Dinner</title><content type='html'>The series of events that happened on Friday indeed drained all my energy away. I was bushed, yet I slept at 2am. As I was saying.. The first event, my BTT in the morning. I looked back and I wonder why am I so nervous when it was just a computerised, MCQ theory test. Maybe I wasn't that confident if my studying method - only studying on train while heading to work, will work because it's as if I din take it seriously. But whatever it is, I PASSED, surprisingly in just 10-15mins! :D I walked out to Dear and acted sad. Haha, he thought I failed!&lt;br /&gt;-Dear, I won't waste your effort cycling me to and fro this far-far-away SSDC.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, painted my nails and preparing to meet Anna at Cwp before heading to Marsiling for the 10th Dinner. &amp;nbsp;But, guess what! THUNDERSTORMS just before I wanted to leave the house and Anna got stucked at the custom. BAD WEATHER. It just ruined my mood for the dinner. In the end, cab to fetch Anna and we went to MSL straight. Dinner was totally awesome with the warm welcome and grand decorations of the hall. Saw some friends here and there. A pity though, many din come. Seating arrangement was kinda bad, difficult to talk. Pro'lly din manage to synchro with the rest. Went off early to fetch mum and send Dear to the airport. Din have enough time to catch up. Hope everyone is doing well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S9Q7UpMPBYI/AAAAAAAAMPE/QZsa1JRTXRM/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S9Q7UpMPBYI/AAAAAAAAMPE/QZsa1JRTXRM/s320/page1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother's clique came over ytd for steamboat and had belated birthday celebration with Kim. Brother bought all the best 'balls' and live seafood. Everything was great with my mum's soup. *yums! Had a few cups of mixed Vodka (I mixed them myself, hah. Taste not that bad lah.), played my first-ever mahjiong with guidance from Huimin and had adrenaline rush together with her for Texas Hold'em. Thanks to her and my beginners' luck, I won 20 bucks. Enough to last for a few days of lunch at Somerset. :D Am still learning but gotta have mahjong kakis to practice. Haha. Girlies, if anytime you all are free, come my house play mahjong! Just don't clear all my money away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 2nd day. Dear called 4 times. Training hasn't officially begun. Still, worried surfaces on my face. Thailand just ain't a good place to be at for army. ): I just pray everything will be fine for him and come home safe and sound. Let me be busy at work for I can forget my misses for him temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd's alcohol definitely giving me lots of prob for my gastric. Since this morning, my gastric pain has been acting up and I can't stand straight! Tsk. Bad bad case. Told Dear just now and he banned me from drinking. Boohoo. ): I din drank much you know. And I'm feeling this kinda pain. Eeyer.. LOUSY GASTRIC. Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch 红心大奖.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're depressed/sad, you simply hate the feeling of the aftermath of a party, because when everybody has left, you are only left with lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you hear me call you over 1000km away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6798631032799522208?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6798631032799522208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6798631032799522208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/04/msl-10th-dinner.html' title='MSL 10th Dinner'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S9Q7UpMPBYI/AAAAAAAAMPE/QZsa1JRTXRM/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-2271332003922861626</id><published>2010-04-18T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:35:18.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple is bliss.</title><content type='html'>Just came home from Changi Airport and Pasir Laba Camp. Sent mum off at the airport. She's flying to Melbourne. The time just aint right, brother and I are left at home. ): Boo. Then, took the bloody cold bus 858 back to Woodlands, I nearly freeze to death! *brrr* Just nice, managed to come back on time to send Dear back camp. Glad that he'll be back on Thur. But, it'll be disheartening to part with him for another 3 weeks while he is going to Thailand. Boohoo. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 weeks. Work? Still the same old shit. Oh well. At least not as bad as it seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something to add to my sweet memories;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though nothing extraordinary but it just makes me smile the whole day. :D Simple is bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear and I spent a day out yesterday at Tampines Ikea, had lunch at Sushi Tei and shopped around Tampines One/Mall. I always love to take a walk and look at the artistically designed corners in Ikea. I will picture my future home to be of such nice and cozy place to stay in. The feeling is just awesome! The trip to Ikea ytd, made me imagine a home of my boy and I. If one day we could get married and have a house of our own, I'm willing to spend the effort, time and money to design and build our cozy nest. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday's gonna be a busy day for me, I think perhaps just mentally. Basic Theory Test in the morning, MSL Dinner in the evening, mummy coming back from Melbourne and Dear leaving home to Thailand. I foresee a drastic emotional transition on that day. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better hit the sack now. It's late. I've work tmr. Man oh man. Goodnight, my Dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-2271332003922861626?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2271332003922861626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2271332003922861626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-is-bliss.html' title='Simple is bliss.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7676809008922209613</id><published>2010-04-03T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:14:49.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is a state of mind. Are you happy?</title><content type='html'>It has been a cool and rainy today. Lunch out with Brother at Woodlands Mart with the intention of trying a new eat-out venue, but the dark clouds shifted so quickly that it poured heavily while we were waiting for the bus to head home after our lunch. What's bad was the bus stop was quite a distant away from the sheltered blocks. With no choice, we alighted at Woodlands Regional Int. Took neoprints with Brother which we once took in 6 years ago, I felt I was old for that machine. Omg. Thinking of what and how to pose was crap. Mind you, neoprints was one of my favourite pastimes! Ohh.. Look how time has passed by so quickly. Then, caught a movie "Whip It" with Brother. Was a normal movie though. Suitable for a lazy weekend. But, I don't recommend to watch them in the cinema. &lt;i&gt;(You know what are the alternatives.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mention that last Saturday Dear celebrated his 21st Birthday at home with food catering, right? I'm glad at the end, he did requested to plan a party for himself. It turned out to be better than expected. For those who had attend his birthday party would know that he bought a Coach bag for his mum for bringing him up these 21 years. I was impressed by his courage to deliver such a touching speech in front of all his friends. Some of you might think it was superficial but I know, deep inside his heart, he was true to what he says. And, maybe because I was touched as well, I forget to press the start button while recording video. That's why that part wasn't captured. =X Whatever it is, Dear, I'm sure your parents are grateful for having you as their filial son. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7dV7tP_i-I/AAAAAAAAMOw/XjfzYmNY2uY/s1600-h/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7dV7tP_i-I/AAAAAAAAMOw/XjfzYmNY2uY/s320/page1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stoning that day in the office, thinking why am I stucked in this job that made me feel unmotivated all of a sudden. The reason behind it was definitely the mundane job tasks given to me. I felt I was wasting my life away. I am now still in the midst of thinking whether to quit the job before it's too late to leave. Hmm.. Let me think it through during this long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7dZzU8sXzI/AAAAAAAAMO0/i9NAJ5FxZzs/s1600-h/DSCF2405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7dZzU8sXzI/AAAAAAAAMO0/i9NAJ5FxZzs/s320/DSCF2405.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farewell Lunch @ Pocket of Poises&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Celebrated Sylvia's 20th birthday last Wednesday. We had a simple dinner together and cut cake. Zoe came back from HK a week ago and she bought us each a small gift. I love mine! It was a small coin purse and a black hp strap with furry balls. :D Love them! Thanks, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7daSOLduPI/AAAAAAAAMO4/4Y1oXvGp2vc/s1600-h/DSCF2425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7daSOLduPI/AAAAAAAAMO4/4Y1oXvGp2vc/s320/DSCF2425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the magazine the other day, I saw these phrase, found it meaningful, thought of sharing it with all of you. I shall end off the post with these then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" We can either choose to be sad or train ourselves to be happy. &lt;b&gt;Happiness is a decision.&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Being happy is ultimately about working a little harder. While we may think happiness ought to be the most natural thing in the world. It's not an easy state to achieve. If we observe genuinely happy people, we find that they do not just sit around; They make things happen. They pursue new understandings, seek &amp;nbsp;new achievements, and control their thoughts and feelings. In other words, it's up to you to find that happiness. Who knows, you could just wake up with a smile on your face tomorrow. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Sometimes I do smile when I wake up too, knowing that I have people and things that made me smile.)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Research has shown that people who are consistently &lt;b&gt;grateful&lt;/b&gt; are happier, more energetic and hopeful, and experience more frequent positive emotions. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- quoted from Cleo Magazine Dec 2009 Issue&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7676809008922209613?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7676809008922209613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7676809008922209613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/04/happiness-is-state-of-mind-are-you.html' title='Happiness is a state of mind. Are you happy?'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S7dV7tP_i-I/AAAAAAAAMOw/XjfzYmNY2uY/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8106295602778638980</id><published>2010-03-27T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:38:43.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A refresh blogskin!</title><content type='html'>I received an email from Blogger that they're introducing its new Blogger Template Designer which makes me had the urge to peel off my old blogskin. Actually, a few months back, I wanted to change it but the thought of having to mess around with the html, I dropped off the idea. Alright, here I am with a new refresh blogkin. Just want to keep it simple, I think those templates in blogskins.com no longer interest and suit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working for a week for now. It's definitely more enjoyable with younger colleagues as compared to Creative. Besides, I don't deny the fact that I prefer working in Town area to West area. Working full-time, lunch time is the only period that you'll look forward to before continuing your work till the end of the day. As expected, I din shop only on Friday, in fact, for this week alone, I made full use of every lunch hours to shop. =X I think my salary is just to use to pay off these shopping &lt;i&gt;debts&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though data entry can be so boring, with my clique-able colleagues, working hours seems to shorten. (: I guess I'll be able to tahan through the 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanna flyyyy overseas. I soooooo wanna go on a vacation lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends, meet up soon okay! Anna, don't forget me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to go prepare before Dearie kills me. We'll be going over his house to celebrate his belated birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8106295602778638980?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8106295602778638980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8106295602778638980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/03/refresh-blogskin.html' title='A refresh blogskin!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8821653928165113473</id><published>2010-03-23T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:16:33.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dearie! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEARIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S6eO7TQWAxI/AAAAAAAAMNI/_ssTkpbFRNg/s1600-h/DSCF1876.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451483023387525906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S6eO7TQWAxI/AAAAAAAAMNI/_ssTkpbFRNg/s320/DSCF1876.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dearest boy is already 21 now. Freedom door has opened for him, I guess he doesn't want to grow up. He has always been an early matured boy and has been carrying the heavy responsibilities in taking care of his family. Now that his officially 21, I know inevitably he is carrying more on his back. Nevertheless, I hope he will stay strong. And, don't you worry, Dear, I'll be there for you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my first day of work in Singtel today. Overall, I think it's quite alright for me. I like the environment and my colleagues (as in those doing the same thing as me). Just that, data entry can be a tat too bored for me. But, for me, I guess we've no choice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Dear's birthday with his family. Just a simple lunch at Yishun Safra. And! I actually baked 21 cupcakes for Dearie. Cupcakes are often mistaken as an easy thing to do, that's why I wanted to try. But, I was really wrong. I tested out on Wed and it was a disaster, seriously. =S The banana cupcake failed. Luckily, the final cupcakes were done on Sat, it was all nice and yummy! Decoration with Cream Cheese Frosting on Sunday morning was so rush that I had my whole dining table messed up and my hands filled with food colouring and had a buttery smell. Still, it was a success with Dear and his family's praises. I'm glad they love the cupcakes. :D And, with Dear's hugs and kisses was enough to erase all the hardwork. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S6eNWOiAcbI/AAAAAAAAMNA/-JfePBHJpfY/s1600-h/page1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451481286952645042" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S6eNWOiAcbI/AAAAAAAAMNA/-JfePBHJpfY/s320/page1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I want to give a BIG BIG CREDITS TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THANK YOU, ZOE LIM PING YAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for borrowing your baking oven, letting me make a mess in your kitchen, waking up early twice to fetch me from the bus stop, helping me out with baking, cleaning the kitchen for me, borrowing/used up all your ingredients and utensils. THANK YOU SO MUCH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THANK YOU, MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she won't see it but I want to thank her for accompanying me at Spotlight &amp;amp; Daiso for hours, helping me with the decorations &amp;amp; ribbons, washing the difficult-to-wash dishes due to the creamy residue and accompanying me down to hail for taxi. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3 words, 6 letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8821653928165113473?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8821653928165113473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8821653928165113473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-dearie.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dearie! (:'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S6eO7TQWAxI/AAAAAAAAMNI/_ssTkpbFRNg/s72-c/DSCF1876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5274307865164413074</id><published>2010-03-18T11:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:00:37.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After weeks of slacking, I've finally found a job at Singtel! :D Though in whatever cases, I was paid a dollar/hr lesser than was said earlier, I'm starting work coming Monday. (: At least when Dear goes for his army overseas for 3 weeks, I'm occupied with work. Since workplace is at Somerset, Friday shall be shopping for me! Muahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some updates;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sat &gt; Dear and I caught a film "&lt;i&gt;Cop Out&lt;/i&gt;". It was an impromptu decision, I wasn't keen on watching "&lt;i&gt;Green Zone&lt;/i&gt;" so Dear din pull me along to watch with me. Sorry, Dear! Din wanna waste the money. "&lt;i&gt;Cop Out&lt;/i&gt;" was average, just couldn't understand their Latin jokes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun &gt; Dear and I went to SSC to buy printer for his sis. Had trouble installing the softwares, Dear end up spending the whole afternoon troubleshooting them. Then, had dinner with his family and sent him to camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mon &gt; Dental appointment at Yishun. Only did scaling and polishing. Never regret skipping the Polyclinic appointment. The one at Yishun is cheap and they don't have trainee to do it for me. After that, met mum at Plaza Sing. Had dinner at Xin Wang HK Cafe. Their black pepper chicken chop was nice! Before heading home, we spent a few hours shopping at Spotlight and Daiso. Bought a few cute stuffs from Daiso. (: Happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tue &gt; Played badminton in sch with Zoe, Shareen, Clement and ST. Jovena and Sylvia were there as cheer leaders. xD Met up with Rachel for dinner at Bishan 煮炒. Delicious and cheap! Shall go back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thur &gt; Went for interview at Singtel, it lasted for a short while. Shopped alone at 313 and bought alot. :D It was enjoyable and has been long since I shopped alone. Try it some day, just don't overspend! At night, met mum for short dinner and second round with Dearie at Jurong Point. =X We had Korean BBQ at Baek Doo San. Though very expensive, but it's definitely worth the money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fri &gt; Signed contract with Recruit Express for the Singtel job. Went shopping again while waiting for Dear's call. Met up with him again at Jurong Point because he had 2 nights out. (: Though I was very very tired, it's still worth the trip going down, seeing him for another 1.5hr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that I've booked my Driving Basic Theory Test on 23rd April? That was one of the earliest dates I can booked. It's also MSL 10th Anniversary dinner. I'll be going but I wonder how many in our class is. Hmm.. It's a pity Dear couldn't, because he will be flying off on that midnight or even the previous day. Aww, it'll be 3 weeks by then. )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be celebrating Dear's early 21st birthday with his family tmr and belated birthday with his friends next Sat. (: Hope he likes the surprise I made for him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'll always be your baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5274307865164413074?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5274307865164413074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5274307865164413074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-found-job.html' title='I found a job!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1395457276522764360</id><published>2010-03-12T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:26:21.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying Orange</title><content type='html'>Hah, I was kept accompanied with the Annoying Orange just a second ago. Though it's not interestingly hilarious, but it just makes me click on to see the rest of the episodes. xD I wonder if such person really exist, he/she will get bashed to death.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click here if you wanna see the ANNOYING Orange:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/realannoyingorange"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/realannoyingorange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interview at Recruit Express was okay. Just felt abit dumb to go for both. =/ Anyway, am still looking for temporary jobs. Any lobangs? Msn/Fb me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've still got lots of things on my mind that I wanna do, yet still lazying ard. That's not good, buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1395457276522764360?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1395457276522764360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1395457276522764360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/03/annoying-orange.html' title='Annoying Orange'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1714483680431176841</id><published>2010-03-11T10:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:28:32.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb dumb me.</title><content type='html'>Chopped my hair on Monday and dyed my hair with Liese on Tuesday morning before meeting my gfs and Clement to have Dim Sum. My hair somehow looks the same. Was thinking of perming or rebonding to cut it short. Haven't had the mental preparation yet. Lol. So, just stick with it for the time being.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday after Dim Sum, we went to the KBox at Chinatown. They had promotion, with member, $8 nett for 3 hours per pax. We got the big room as well, it's so cool. 2 big screens and touchscreen selection menu. :D And, we got Clement to take videos of us and the 2 videos are so hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5hha4YBpFI/AAAAAAAAMMw/FOlVRJe3BdE/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5hha4YBpFI/AAAAAAAAMMw/FOlVRJe3BdE/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447210863742264402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd was home looking for jobs online and I'll be going for the interview at Recruit Express later. I cannot forgive my dumbness. I thought 1 of them was from Kelly Services when I heard "Kelly". -.- Luckily, I called to confirm the address. If not, I'll be damn paiseh. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I applied for Flyer Distributor job at IT show ytd as well, it was an urgent post. Somehow, I was happy I din get it because it means I can acc Dear this weekend! :) Though the pay is attractive, but nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some of the Wedding photos using our camera, not yet from the photographer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5hi_H6xsyI/AAAAAAAAMM4/MiUjguBLaHU/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5hi_H6xsyI/AAAAAAAAMM4/MiUjguBLaHU/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447212585901470498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go prepare, dumb dumb Jiaying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1714483680431176841?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1714483680431176841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1714483680431176841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/03/dumb-dumb-me.html' title='Dumb dumb me.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5hha4YBpFI/AAAAAAAAMMw/FOlVRJe3BdE/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6944092154101588677</id><published>2010-03-09T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:25:06.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical fault.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I promised to blog soon, guess what! My Singtel Broadband went hare-wire, and I almost died without internet for the whole week! &gt;:( What's more, I've taken Mio Home, it affected the phone and Mio TV as well. Oh, nvm. It's all fixed ytd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidetracking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 Feb (Sat)&lt;/b&gt; - Class Chalet at East Coast Park, didn't stay as I had to go home to prepare for Dear's brother's wedding the next morning. Cycled with Dear to the end of ECP and back to join the rest. As much as I enjoyed cycling in the past, I love it even more now. The memories of the past still stay vividly in my mind as though it was ytd. The feeling was just great. (: Back to chalet, was served with lots of food for us, I greatly appreciate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to thank the organisers of this chalet, those who help set up the fire, Zoe, who helped me bbq all my food (LOVE YOU LA!) and all those who have contributed here and there. THANK YOU! Though I might not know some of you well and that we might not see each other again, still, all the best to all of you. (:(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 Feb (Sun)&lt;/b&gt; - Dear's bro's wedding was a success. It's actually my first time going through the whole traditional wedding process as I was in the bridesmaid group. Tired but even more elated to witness their marriage. I gave them my blessing and also awaiting the little baby girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5Uhn5Yvf0I/AAAAAAAAMMg/hbWQ3YZlIrg/s1600-h/DSCF2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5Uhn5Yvf0I/AAAAAAAAMMg/hbWQ3YZlIrg/s320/DSCF2010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446296293677694786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll upload more photos when the photographer send it to them. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mon to Wed&lt;/b&gt;, I was home all day with a big task on me. "&lt;i&gt;Room Transformer&lt;/i&gt;"! 心情中动员; My task is to clear the mess that I've created for these 3-5 years. You can't imagine my room until you actually witness them with your own eyes. How much things I've piled up showed how long I've not spring-clean my room. Now, I shall let everyone see the Before &amp;amp; After of my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5Ugqnce1QI/AAAAAAAAMMY/23Io2XcngqM/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5Ugqnce1QI/AAAAAAAAMMY/23Io2XcngqM/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446295240889521410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs, sang with 小鹅 at Marsiling KTV to spend her last day of being &lt;b&gt;小&lt;/b&gt;鹅. LOL. Because the next day is her 20th birthday. Besides Rachel who is older than us by 3 years, she's the first in our clique to reach 2x! hahaha. So, Friday, we all had Sakae lunch to celebrate 老鹅's birthday. 老鹅! Remember to use the contact lens and solutions hor! Not forgetting Zoe's presents! :)) Hope you liked them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd, Dear and I caught the film, 做人. Director Liang film is getting &lt;i&gt;no-go&lt;/i&gt;. It's still as funny but the plot seems too simple. Rating: 2/5. Oh ya, and his recent scandal is omg, cmi. Radio DJ commented it was just their advertising tricks. Aiya. What's the point. But, if it's real, he better check his eyesight or for the both of them. Scandal; Shouldn't it meant to be a prettier/better-looking person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My phone is restarting on its own again, I'm so afraid that it might just die off like that. :( I need to get a new one now. Any phone to recommend? Coincidentally, Dear's one is dying as well. Hah, like finally he's willing to change that crappy phone. Haha. Though it's the birthday present I bought for him last year. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking about Dear, he's getting so so VAIN nowadays. It's a good sign though. (: I'm missing him again. Looking forward to seeing him this sat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5UkOXG9spI/AAAAAAAAMMo/Ty9sqSZa61Y/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5UkOXG9spI/AAAAAAAAMMo/Ty9sqSZa61Y/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446299153514476178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight, peeps. Goodnight, my Dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6944092154101588677?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6944092154101588677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6944092154101588677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/03/technical-fault.html' title='Technical fault.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S5Uhn5Yvf0I/AAAAAAAAMMg/hbWQ3YZlIrg/s72-c/DSCF2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1567855189389737733</id><published>2010-02-26T09:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:32:03.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just cant stop smiling. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes! I've survived through the endless ongoing projects and the 4 torturous exams. My last paper for the whole of my poly life ended at 6pm yesterday. The feeling was extraordinary when you know the next time you will visit the school is during Graduation Day (that's only if I managed to pass all my modules). I'm just not confident this time round, BPO alone can made me wanna give up in the midst of doing the paper. ;( I can literally stare on the question and my mind went totally blank. Oh well, it's over! Bless me! I wanna graduate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The contrary feeling of graduating, I guess I will only feel it when I'm moving on to the next phase of life. As of now, just let me enjoy the long long break. Ever since I came back from Germany, I've not rested for long periods of time and I've waited soooooo long for this date to arrive. Lots of plans and activities on my mind, I better not have excuses to nua at home again. If things go well and I'm lucky to be chosen to go into local uni, I'll have 6 months of break. I'm gonna make good use of these 6 months to learn something and hopefully get some working experience as well. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4c0bjkZqHI/AAAAAAAAMMI/x-zEHmQpvNQ/s1600-h/17531_301456651550_609601550_4034243_8145274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4c0bjkZqHI/AAAAAAAAMMI/x-zEHmQpvNQ/s320/17531_301456651550_609601550_4034243_8145274_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442376322709563506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fear of not getting into local uni does come into my mind especially when my gpa is just on the borderline. Well, SIM global can be my second opportunity to study uni, but I guess I can only apply on the 2nd intake if I wait for the local uni results. We'll see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies aside, speaking about CNY. I missed last year's CNY because I was in Germany, I was pretty anticipated to see my relatives whom I only see them once a year, exceptional for last year. Surprisingly, this year, I got to see almost all my relatives and we took a family photo together. Little cousins have grown up while the older aunts and uncles have grown old. It's just great to reminisce the past when I was still young and round. I showed them the photos when I was young, they all laughed and told me how much difference I've changed during these 20 years of my life. It brought back memories, one of my cousin told me that I was at the verge of leaving the world when I was 1 year old, he nearly lost grip of me at the edge of the cliff at Genting Highlands. Hah, I'm glad I was saved and live well till today. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4czh3VmLSI/AAAAAAAAMMA/VxtQ_DgSaRs/s1600-h/22273_10150092505665193_726645192_11177632_6021599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4czh3VmLSI/AAAAAAAAMMA/VxtQ_DgSaRs/s320/22273_10150092505665193_726645192_11177632_6021599_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442375331583765794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maternal relatives. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(Don't have to find me, I'm the photographer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4cyzjM-L6I/AAAAAAAAML4/WUmtfcUXr00/s1600-h/22273_10150092497170193_726645192_11177584_7079031_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4cyzjM-L6I/AAAAAAAAML4/WUmtfcUXr00/s200/22273_10150092497170193_726645192_11177584_7079031_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442374535904898978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cousin that always sticks to me. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coincidentally, V-Day fell on CNY as well. We've made an agreement not to celebrate this year as  it would be packed when it falls on a Sunday, CNY and V-Day altogether. However, I still insisted to meet Dear on that very day even when I reached home at night. We talked about anything and everything under the moon, digging events that happened 5 years ago and even before we met. How nice it will be to reminisce memories that have past 10, 20, 30 or even 50 years when we grow old. Of course, it will only happen if we are able to walk through these years together. There's never "forever" in a relationship, but there's still "lasting" relationship, it just depends how long a couple can embrace their love even when one day the love seems to tear apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better get going to prepare for the shopping spree with my gfs later! :D I need to get a dress for Dear's bro's wedding this Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back very soon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4c5MCEvCjI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/0I10nv8YkX8/s1600-h/Freedom_by_thetopcrusader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4c5MCEvCjI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/0I10nv8YkX8/s200/Freedom_by_thetopcrusader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442381553578478130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I want to go everywhere with you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1567855189389737733?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1567855189389737733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1567855189389737733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-cant-stop-smiling.html' title='I just cant stop smiling. (:'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S4c0bjkZqHI/AAAAAAAAMMI/x-zEHmQpvNQ/s72-c/17531_301456651550_609601550_4034243_8145274_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1339057800419302284</id><published>2010-01-25T11:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:18:10.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pekcek ttm!</title><content type='html'>Omgggggg. Endless projectsssssss. So PEK CEK! TSK! Finally ended 1 proj, another is just queuing behind. Finished my BPO part at 2am ytd since I've got the momentum, might as well continue. Oh well, my panda eyes is coming out to say 'Hello!'. ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That aside, am so into K-Pop with so many influence. First, from Zoe, then Shareen, then from 娱乐百分百. Current loves: SHINee - Ring Ding Dong! Loves their dance ttm! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/roughtzsCDI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/roughtzsCDI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear's having field camp this week again. ): Pls take care and come home safe! Don't get sick again. Booo. While he fight through the jungle, I'm going to fight with the up-coming projects. Jia you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleaning auntie came ytd and now my house is free of dust! Great feeling. Though my mum and brother have been complaining and nagging about my room, that bed full of my apparels. =X No worries okay! I'm sure to do something about that mess after my exams! The first thing to do on my list. I shall take a photo of before and after. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to start my IB proj. =C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ring Ding Dong Ring Ding Dong Dingy Dingy Ding Ding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S10aCpmlU1I/AAAAAAAAMLw/kwE5aj-f3-4/s200/IMG_0002.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430525358508430162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Living in a fairytale of you &amp;amp; me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1339057800419302284?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1339057800419302284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1339057800419302284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/01/pekcek-ttm.html' title='Pekcek ttm!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S10aCpmlU1I/AAAAAAAAMLw/kwE5aj-f3-4/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-436698075984281968</id><published>2010-01-22T20:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:10:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time flies due to the fact that I'm busy with my projects lately. It's exhausting! I foresee next week will be a tough one. )= This is bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright! Overdue photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S1m_lmpnGFI/AAAAAAAAMLA/vwqzT9kX4B8/s320/taiwan.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429581478522984530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because fb photo upload was a lil' ass f-up, I couldn't upload them. So, I just did a small collage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S1m_I0bLbJI/AAAAAAAAMKw/dSFayMZa66g/s320/page+1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429580984004340882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orchard Ion with Dearie that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S1m_cv3sVjI/AAAAAAAAMK4/AUGLtoofEFk/s320/DSCF1636.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429581326379144754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the presents bought from Taiwan for my girlfriends! xD *sensored* Nah, don't get me wrong. They're just chocolates &amp;amp; marshmallows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, some sidetrack:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Tuesday night, Dear had nights out which meant he was able to come out from camp at night. So, I went to Jurong Point to meet him for dinner! :D Though it's just several hours of company, but it's definitely worth the travel down from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, I went out with Dearie to Sembawang Shopping Centre (SSC), thought it was just a simple lunch and window-shopping. Never did I expect, it became a shopping spree! Total expenses including meals added up to hitting $200!! Shocking amount. We only had lunch at Astons restaurant and tea break desserts at MOF. Bought things from Diaso, Esprit outlet, Cotton On at SSC, Flip flops and more shopping at cwp Cotton On. And, that’s the first time we shopped so much and Dear was happy shopping with me. xD Cos he too, bought a number of things! Although we walked the whole afternoon, he did not complain at all, because he just enjoyed it! :DD Happy to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mugging on IB is seriously arghhhh. The ica turns out fine but the time given was too short! *shake head* Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just finished a presentation today, I guess everyone gave in their best shot. Hope all of us got a good score! ;) And speaking of presentation, I was nearly drenched by the morning rain. Tsk. It's always when I have presentation and have to carry a big bag. &gt;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My weary eyes ought to have some rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-436698075984281968?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/436698075984281968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/436698075984281968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-lately.html' title='Busy lately.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/S1m_lmpnGFI/AAAAAAAAMLA/vwqzT9kX4B8/s72-c/taiwan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5999128895990448744</id><published>2010-01-09T12:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:57:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new 2010 (:</title><content type='html'>I guess blogging needs some kind of a momentum too. Had been busy with projects since the day I came back from Taiwan. When the things you wanna blog piles up, you don't feel like blogging anymore. It's just like when all the school work piles higher and higher, you feel like pushing all of them on the floor. Oh well..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first post for 2010. Hah, abit too late though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflecting back on 2009, I'm proud to say I've experienced something so special and important in my life that I'll never forget the best &amp;amp; the worst memories. From birth to my 18 years of life, it was the first time I left home for 3 months and 17 days alone. With neither family members nor close friends, I embarked on an overseas exchange/study trip with 3 other just-met-and-known friends to Germany, the first European country I've been to. I must say, all thanks to NYP's great coordination with Germany institutes that at least for my accommodation was well taken care of. It was a rare opportunity to be chosen and I'm glad all went well for me. And, it's definitely not words that can describe my entire feeling throughout the whole journey from mingling with foreign friends to overcoming all hurdles to be able to come home safe and sound. Am still very grateful that my family and Dear were supportive back then, and also financially from Mum, I've fulfilled my wish to study overseas, even for just a short while, it's enough for me. One of my greatest accomplishment. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My &lt;b&gt;2010 resolutions&lt;/b&gt; had to be more fulfilling, other than all my loved ones being safe, healthy and happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Clear my wardrobe &amp;amp; my room, making sure every single corner of my room to be free of dust and &lt;b&gt;tidy &lt;/b&gt;(and I mean REAL neat, everything sorted in order)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Set up a blogshop, hopefully it will be a success this time round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Going overseas with Dearie &amp;amp; girlfriends, separately. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Revamp my laptop (pls don't crash, my baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Find good part-time jobs (if possible, different types of jobs with short period)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Get into a decent Uni (of course, local will be the best)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Print out the pictures and do a scrapbook for my Germany trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Get a driving licence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Continue my piano lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list goes on while I continue thinking of what to do during the 2-months-away break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh! Not forgetting to update on the Taiwan trip. It was a half farm and hotel stay in Taipei to around Taichung. Though farm can be a little tat boring, it was a new experience. We get to do a few DIY stuffs, I guess more interesting to the kids than us. Some attractions are definitely worth going again with Dear and friends. Taiwan, I'm sure to get back again! It will surely be a free &amp;amp; easy trip the next time. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did I mention that my brother is back? He picked us up at the airport on 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Dec. Brother &amp;amp; his gf got me a Gucci wallet for my birthday pressie! Going gaga over it. Have yet to bring it out, wait till there’s a dinner or sth. Mummy’s got a Gucci bag and a watch from Switzerland! Dearie also got a wallet, bought from Italy. Big thanks to BROTHER!! ^^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Outing with Dearie on New Year’s eve. It's been soooooo long since we went on a date together. I decided to bring Dearie to Ion Orchard since he hasn't been there. Had lunch at Sho Teppan. Great food and reasonable price! *thumbs up!* Then, I wanted to go to Taka to buy my Fancl stuffs, we walked the wrong route but Dear was happy because he finally had the chance to fulfill his craving for McFlurry ever since the start of his NS. Anyway, we went back to Ion Food Hall. Din manage to eat all my favourites but we had the Peking Duck wrap, wasn't as nice as I thought. Headed home early because it was Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Going back to school is a torment. Am feeling so sleepy and tired. Wasn’t able to pay attention. Speaking about school, it’s just about 2 months away from graduating. So many things I want to do. I’m looking forward yet, you know. I’ll miss times like this not long after. )): Girlfriends, stay in touch okay! I know we’ll never end up in the same school &amp;amp; course for our next phase of studies. But, don't forget me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear's back from Field Camp and he's having a fever. High fever on Friday and it sucks seeing him like this. Boo! Cooked him porridge yesterday, though not as delicious, but edible. Call me a lousy cook, because I really am. Forgetful me, missed out the most important ingredient, the dried scallop. The porridge was not tasty enough. Dear, I'll improve the next time, I promise. Hehe. You better get well soon! I wanna see a fit &amp;amp; kicking Dearie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Was watching the news the other day, heavy snowing is getting worse in the cold countries. I can literally feel the Earth is gonna collapse some day. If the World is ever going to come to an end some day, I'll spend all my money on traveling, just to see all the beautiful sceneries in the world with my loved ones. Never miss out the beautiful things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently, this cute boy got me hooked up. Justin Bieber. He's so damn cute with his smile! But, don't you worry Dear, he's only 16 this year and just a cute BOY. Hah! Don't be jealous okay~ xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeN3RoP-1xQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeN3RoP-1xQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Photos will be uploaded soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stay tune!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5999128895990448744?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5999128895990448744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5999128895990448744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-2010.html' title='Brand new 2010 (:'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4973389155447894003</id><published>2009-12-23T17:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:47:26.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan, here I come again!</title><content type='html'>After many complaints from girlies that my blog font is small, but I claimed it was big enough until recently I downloaded Google Chrome that I realise it is so tiny! It's not the same like the one I saw in Firefox. So, decided to change a lil' bigger. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flying to Taiwan tmr and I'm all ready to go! :D Excited! But, what a bad timing, Kor's coming home tmr night and Dearie's booking out tmr afternoon. I got to see none. Boo. Oh well, fret not, I'll be back by 30th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched 娱乐百分百 ytd, 杨晨林 and 罗志祥 were singing "In Your Eyes", I find it quite nice so I youtube-d it just now. Then, I happened to see the preview of the drama called 海派甜心 and was hooked by it. I watched the first episode and it's damn hilarious. Am going to watch the 2nd episode now! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flying off in 17 hrs time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SzHm2yFXOyI/AAAAAAAAMKo/nZUt2EqB6GQ/s200/Toy_plane_by_bdeg.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418365655535008546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll miss you, Dearie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't you worry abt your sis, I'll take care of her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4973389155447894003?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4973389155447894003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4973389155447894003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/12/taiwan-here-i-come-again.html' title='Taiwan, here I come again!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SzHm2yFXOyI/AAAAAAAAMKo/nZUt2EqB6GQ/s72-c/Toy_plane_by_bdeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-562097922427033074</id><published>2009-12-20T12:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:18:33.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last 1x yrs.</title><content type='html'>Yes yes yes! Finally, half of the torment is over for this sem. GREAT~ But, am starting to worry about my results for this sem. I doubt I'll do well, seriously. ): I've promised to study hard for the exams since it's just 2 months away that I'll end my tertiary education. Yet, I still can't imagine what I'll be doing for the next 1 year. Oh god, this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 19th birthday just past like this on Monday. Not much of a celebration because I was having presentation the next day and tests on Wed and Fri. I don't have any time to waste! Oh well, at least I had simple lunch at Swensens with lunch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kakis&lt;/span&gt; (Zoe &amp;amp; Jovena), we take adv of their free birthday firehouse ice cream. xD Then, Dearie acc me to the Polyclinic for my H1N1 injection. It's funny how I complaint to Dear how numb and weak my arm feels. muahaha! At night, met mummy together with Dear to have dinner at Dian Xiao Er. Mummy initially bought me a silver/gold ear studs but we went to exchange for a heart-shaped diamond pendant which cost double the price. =X Cannot blame, cos the possibility of me wearing ear studs is near to 0%. Thanks, mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, how about Dear? He kept me in suspense for 3 days! He got me all the wrong hints. So bad! Even all my girlfriends know what he bought for me. The funny thing is he crack his brain to think of what to engrave on the iTouch. Yeah, he bought me an iTouch when I just simply mentioned that I played my friend's iTouch games and it was fun. I already told him not to buy because it's exp and don't really play games. Ended up, he still bought! Haiyo! But.. I love it! Hees. Thanks so much, Dearie! *kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sy3snXpBtlI/AAAAAAAAMKY/EjuuX0XPYPw/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sy3snXpBtlI/AAAAAAAAMKY/EjuuX0XPYPw/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417246087901722194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last day before term break starts (also the last day of our ICAs), I went to Bugis with girlfriends for dinner and shopping. Bought jeans, shorts and finally, after so long, the shiny black leggings I craved for. :) I have so many many things I wanna buy, but I really have to clear my bursting wardrobe before I can put anything else in. Oh no, how can I resist shopping during my Taiwan trip next week! Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sy37mg2jb5I/AAAAAAAAMKg/x5ZH0Ne_3-I/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sy37mg2jb5I/AAAAAAAAMKg/x5ZH0Ne_3-I/s320/page3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417262565868924818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din purposely wanna cover their face but it's their request because the auntie really took a lousy photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still trying to pack my luggage, can't wait to go Taiwan! This time I'm going with Dear's sis as well, gonna be F-U-N! :D Before I'm leaving Singapore, I better start on my project discussions. I don't wanna come back rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie's going back to camp tmr. Oh ya, did I mention his postings? He's posted to Sispec at Pasir Laba camp. Glad that he's going the one he wanted. (: Talking about this, it reminds me of the Guard Duty on Friday! Damn. He was a reserve for his friend for Guard Duty on Friday but his bastard platoon friend gave MC, fake a few coughs and got off the Guard Duty job. Middle finger to that bastard! Serve him right for his posting, forever a loser, dude! So angry! Tsk, spoil my mood for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I'm hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-562097922427033074?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/562097922427033074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/562097922427033074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-last-1x-yrs.html' title='My last 1x yrs.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sy3snXpBtlI/AAAAAAAAMKY/EjuuX0XPYPw/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3270666965289261407</id><published>2009-12-13T14:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T14:51:24.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP lo!</title><content type='html'>The bad headache and fever ytd was really no joke with the stress of completing the IB report. I almost died banging my head to the wall but Dear came to the rescue! Hah! He came with porridge and medicine. The amazing medicine that he brought, killed the bad headache and fever was gone in half an hour's time! Great! At least I was able to concentrate back on my research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 weeks suck big time, seriously! 3 tests last week was enough work for my brain. The revision for BPO was crap. I literally feel like jumping off the edge of the next building while studying. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Dearie POP lo! :D 12 days of blocked leave but.. no time for him. Boo. Bad timing again. Luckily, there wasn't any test on 8th Dec. The 2 tests the next day were as sucky. Oh well, it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time in Tekong was when Dear pass out from BMT. Even my kor's 2-yr in NS, I've not stepped into Tekong. It is a clean and nice island (besides all those shit training that's happening in Tekong), I did caught some unbelievable beautiful scenery. I went with Dear's parents for his POP, we were sitting behind because of some ticketing matters. Pissed off. I must say lousy administrative planning. Nvm, we still got there. Watching him marched together with his company across the parade was cute! Every booked out, I only see him with civilian clothing showing me how they march and describing the army vest and guns blah blah blah. I finally saw how they march, do Basic Exercise every morning, how they hold their guns, it just put smiles on my face. The 9 weeks of BMT was never easy for him. I'm proud he endured it through the tough days. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySMnNZfHYI/AAAAAAAAMKA/1ZBeoRjY49Q/s1600-h/DSCF0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySMnNZfHYI/AAAAAAAAMKA/1ZBeoRjY49Q/s320/DSCF0558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414607257245523330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warrior from the Pegasus Company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySNf-NpwmI/AAAAAAAAMKQ/1bGeJGGBaSQ/s1600-h/DSCF0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySNf-NpwmI/AAAAAAAAMKQ/1bGeJGGBaSQ/s320/DSCF0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414608232421900898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful scenery captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySNJu83RzI/AAAAAAAAMKI/O8fOiG2mbmk/s1600-h/DSCF0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySNJu83RzI/AAAAAAAAMKI/O8fOiG2mbmk/s320/DSCF0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414607850367829810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My lovely boy. (: Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;Another 1 yr 10 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3270666965289261407?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3270666965289261407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3270666965289261407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/12/pop-lo.html' title='POP lo!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SySMnNZfHYI/AAAAAAAAMKA/1ZBeoRjY49Q/s72-c/DSCF0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-2728235767187535956</id><published>2009-12-02T17:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:31:22.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodswings?</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure the last few weeks of PMS has greatly affected my 'sucky' life. Come to think of that, my life wasn't that bad afterall and I should be more contented than anyone else. The ending of PMS and long weekends with Dear brought joys to my life. It's that exaggerating but the truth that I'm absorbing more in lesson than usual, I'm amazed by myself. I just feel great to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; feel&lt;/span&gt; being loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICAs coming, I better stay home mugging. I'm still trying to get back on track. Yet, already thinking of my Taiwan trip. Hah, *smiles*. 've been online shopping, shld get some new apparels. Can't wait to clear my wardrobe, haven't had the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a Christmas card from Annemari (my finland friend). I am so glad that she still remember us despite the fact we've parted for more than half a year. And her Christmas card is also a calender card, it's so special! Just as I've received her card ytd, 1st Dec. Today, I've already opened the 2 little 'doors'. Thanks, hun! I'll send you a X'mas card soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxY-1fL0LkI/AAAAAAAAMJg/W-XWvzXhp1I/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxY-1fL0LkI/AAAAAAAAMJg/W-XWvzXhp1I/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410581090957274690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ought to do some revision now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxZBe2hsOII/AAAAAAAAMJo/D0L6viZXLlQ/s1600-h/Sweet_Embrace_by_ilovestrawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxZBe2hsOII/AAAAAAAAMJo/D0L6viZXLlQ/s200/Sweet_Embrace_by_ilovestrawberries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410584000620935298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You brought me laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-2728235767187535956?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2728235767187535956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2728235767187535956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/12/moodswings.html' title='Moodswings?'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxY-1fL0LkI/AAAAAAAAMJg/W-XWvzXhp1I/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8803780256617670536</id><published>2009-11-28T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:39:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotionally unstable.</title><content type='html'>It has been weird what my mind has been thinking lately. Not to say, my feelings. Wasn't able to get to sleep easily last night. My eyes were tired, yet my mind was awake. I still prefer popping pills before sleeping; I don't mean sleeping pills, I mean drowsy medicine that I took when I'm sick. Have a lot of thoughts, but I guess it's useless to pen down afterall. Been feeling down since the start of school? Then, I think it's been a month or so. Nothing seems to interest me, even shopping isn't that great than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick the whole week was kinda good, don't have to eat so much and still not hungry at all. But, I have cravings on sweet desserts. Now, 'am craving for Japanese Soft Serve Ice Cream that I had on Tuesday with girlfriends, Jiajing and Carol at Azabu Sabo (Central). Initially, they wanted to eat Mr. Curry but it was closed for 3 hrs for their meeting. -.- What a waste of resources. Oh well, at least I had my soft serve. Yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was Hari Raya Haji and fortunately, Dear din have to do guard duty and was able to book out on Thursday night. (: 3 days rest for him, he is definitely happy. Oh well, a little more time with him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, he's here! Ciaos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxHeqxXiZgI/AAAAAAAAMJY/AGhiQFsdAIA/s1600/Novembers_by_fhrankee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxHeqxXiZgI/AAAAAAAAMJY/AGhiQFsdAIA/s200/Novembers_by_fhrankee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409349453836609026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8803780256617670536?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8803780256617670536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8803780256617670536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/11/emotionally-unstable.html' title='Emotionally unstable.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SxHeqxXiZgI/AAAAAAAAMJY/AGhiQFsdAIA/s72-c/Novembers_by_fhrankee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1475978546993667578</id><published>2009-11-23T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:29:33.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my direction?</title><content type='html'>I finally visited the doctor last Friday, I was nearly dead due to the persistent coughs. Had medicine and was drowsy the whole weekends, I kept sleeping like a pig. Did practically nothing at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied my dearest on Saturday and had to send him off ytd night. DOUBLE sad face ):): Sigh. On a lighter note, Hari Raya holiday is this Friday! Pray that he doesn't get Guard Duty, pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has never been more mundane than ever. Lessons till 12 today. Cooked porridge accompanied with canned peanuts. Now, sitting in front of my desk and listening to the clock ticking. Nothing seems to motivate me to start on my sch work. I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is lonely, the other part is lost. I guess I'm &lt;s&gt;sick&lt;/s&gt; love sick. My energy is drained from missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Swo4TH18hSI/AAAAAAAAMJQ/b9qUwkN1d_U/s1600/Miss_You_by_prezi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Swo4TH18hSI/AAAAAAAAMJQ/b9qUwkN1d_U/s200/Miss_You_by_prezi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407196203785684258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey, when are you coming home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1475978546993667578?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1475978546993667578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1475978546993667578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheres-my-direction.html' title='Where&apos;s my direction?'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Swo4TH18hSI/AAAAAAAAMJQ/b9qUwkN1d_U/s72-c/Miss_You_by_prezi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-2113414956394810664</id><published>2009-11-19T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:40:55.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love sick. &lt;/3</title><content type='html'>37.7 degrees; mild fever, bad coughs but still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 months, I was sick 4 times including this time. I have no idea where I got this nasty virus from. Probably the weather is one of the factors. Still, refuse to visit the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; $$-sucker&lt;/span&gt; doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days, is Tekong too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been getting from interesting to still-listening-b'cos-no-choice to now, shutting-ears-and-not-care. Haven't been doing tutorials. Moody+Sick=Not touching tutorials at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd had yummy Salmon Sashimi and bento at Plaza Sing with Girlies. Fulfilled my cravings. *happy kid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwUurRbEbaI/AAAAAAAAMJI/LJXtoJzDPwU/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwUurRbEbaI/AAAAAAAAMJI/LJXtoJzDPwU/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405778248674340258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to Northpoint with Zoe and Jovena to have porridge at Mayim. Actually, it isn't that bad, maybe I just couldn't taste much because of my sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwUnSkA6h2I/AAAAAAAAMJA/ipHG8MVO5s4/s1600/_A_Little_Love__by_nothingbuteverything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwUnSkA6h2I/AAAAAAAAMJA/ipHG8MVO5s4/s200/_A_Little_Love__by_nothingbuteverything.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405770127586789218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Dear, how are you? Are you doing fine? I've been reminiscing our dating moments before you go for army. I miss those days. NS, NS, end quickly pls. I just want you to be by my side. I miss you so much!" -Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-2113414956394810664?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2113414956394810664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2113414956394810664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-sick-3.html' title='Love sick. &lt;/3'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwUurRbEbaI/AAAAAAAAMJI/LJXtoJzDPwU/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4704944377487580811</id><published>2009-11-16T14:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:52:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: Down; -ignore me-</title><content type='html'>Eww. My hair smells sickish. It's probably the lingering smell of Liese Dye. It stinks, seriously! But, the colour turns out well surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people with different frequency just can't clique together! Don't say clique, just communicating can be so difficult. I appreciate a reply than being a silent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stone&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I better not say much here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As moody as ever, I reckon my moodswing's here for a visit. Blasting 我的快樂 by 錦繡二重唱 (one of the theme songs in 命中注定我爱你) in my ears and walking along the empty streets, for that instance, my emotions just went with the song. I had lost the ability to control my emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on to the 3rd week of school. Coming back to school was a torture to think of yet-to-do tutorials, but still, girlfriends are great companies! The fact that I haven't been doing tutorials, I am still tired all day long. I have no idea where I've spent my energy on. Besides having meals with girlfriends on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Let's rewind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2/11 (Mon)&lt;/span&gt; - Ajisen @ Bugis Junction with Zoe and Jiajing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4/11 (Wed&lt;/span&gt;) - Mos Burger @ Cwp with Zoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6/11 (Fri)&lt;/span&gt; - Baked mini pizzas @ Zoe's house with Syl and Jovena (of cos' Zoe's there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEc4nF1_4I/AAAAAAAAMIg/iFDS1XN1bk8/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEc4nF1_4I/AAAAAAAAMIg/iFDS1XN1bk8/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404632786713051010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/11 (Mon)&lt;/span&gt; - Lunch @ AMK Hub Foodcourt (Fried Fish Soup) with Zoe and Jovena, then down to do last session of facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11/11 (Wed)&lt;/span&gt; - Long long long belated birthday treat for Zoe @ Kim Gary HK Cafe &amp;amp; Haagen Dazs (VivoCity) together with Rachel, Syl and Jovena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEYVZLMKBI/AAAAAAAAMIY/tK9XfLJ0v8Y/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEYVZLMKBI/AAAAAAAAMIY/tK9XfLJ0v8Y/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404627783635445778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13/11 (Fri)&lt;/span&gt; - With the plan of doing tutorials in the afternoon was ruined, instead I had Ajisen Lunch @ Cwp with Zoe and Jovena instead. We chatted for such a long time that we spent the whole afternoon in Cwp and I went home at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14/11 (Sat)&lt;/span&gt; - Had lunch with Dear at Bachmann Japanese Restaurant @ Tampines 1 and caught a movie "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;" at Century Square after he booked out, the movie lasted 2 hrs 30 mins. Though not asleep, felt tired in the middle of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16/11 (Mon)&lt;/span&gt; - Today, I finally had some time to blog and slack at home. Came back from lunch @ AMK Hub again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to get enough rest. Lost the direction of my life. I'm feeling empty. Let me be, I'll be fine then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my hairstyle recently and am getting used to it. As often when I look at my reflection, I still hate my current hairstyle. I supposed I'm going to let it grow while leaving it as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specs broken, wanted to do a new one. Chosen but decide to change my mind and use the spare one at home. Sorry for the wasted time, perhaps some other day. Fickled-minded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;I just need a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEgpBhdmeI/AAAAAAAAMIo/UwAlBZ9p3k4/s1600/Miss_You_by_Barfly_Dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEgpBhdmeI/AAAAAAAAMIo/UwAlBZ9p3k4/s320/Miss_You_by_Barfly_Dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404636916976818658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stay with me, will you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4704944377487580811?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4704944377487580811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4704944377487580811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/11/mood-down-ignore-me.html' title='Mood: Down; -ignore me-'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwEc4nF1_4I/AAAAAAAAMIg/iFDS1XN1bk8/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7830288078515024082</id><published>2009-11-01T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:23:04.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Anniversary.</title><content type='html'>IPP ended. Though a sigh of relief, yet felt a little 舍不得 during the last day. Supposedly, the last day should be quite relaxing, but I knocked off 20 mins later than my usual time. Afternoon past by so quickly that I couldn't finish my work on time to hand it over back to my supervisor. Had farewell lunch at Hoshi Restaurant with 6 other colleagues. Bought 'Thank you' cards for supervisor and another one for all my HR colleagues to thank them for their guidance these 10 weeks. I learnt a lot from them and I must say they are really nice people. All the best, my Creative colleagues. Shall keep in touch. (: Next KTV session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwFSDgEx2XI/AAAAAAAAMI4/-rhgcX9GrpQ/s1600/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwFSDgEx2XI/AAAAAAAAMI4/-rhgcX9GrpQ/s320/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404691247924369778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 October 09 was our 5th Anniversary! Half a decade had past, we've grown, our love has grown as well. Future is unpredictable, however, I sense this year might be a difficult year for us. Nevertheless, I'll hold on tight during stormy weathers and cherish every single moment that we have. No matter how things go in the future, I just wanna say, "I guess with my current English standard, no other words than 'I love you' can describe my feelings for you. Thanks for everything. Even your slightest love for me touches my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwFRcXtVOCI/AAAAAAAAMIw/FrE5FwTO2rw/s1600/DSC00327%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwFRcXtVOCI/AAAAAAAAMIw/FrE5FwTO2rw/s320/DSC00327%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404690575663642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th Anniversary, my Dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday had my credit-Deepavali leave. Shopping with my girlfriend, ZOE! The aftermath of shopping at 2 places is crazy. My foot gets so sore but it's worth getting my retail therapy urge fulfilled. Spent like a bomb, omg. All my IPP allowance is almost spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shits. 1200 words of report, where to find my motivation! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm missing my boy again. The boy that handed his heart to me. He's going for field camp tmr morning. I pray everything will be fine for him. Pls take care of yourself. I'll see you on Sat, my Dear. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7830288078515024082?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7830288078515024082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7830288078515024082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/11/5th-anniversary.html' title='5th Anniversary.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SwFSDgEx2XI/AAAAAAAAMI4/-rhgcX9GrpQ/s72-c/page2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4131901099395331796</id><published>2009-10-24T13:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:29:52.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of battle</title><content type='html'>Yes! 1 more week. To be specific, 4 more days! Though I'm going back to sch, I felt more relieved than having to continue with IPP, waking up at 6:10am everyday is a torture. Next Sem timetable is so sucky that I get 3 hrs of break in between 8am - 6pm. And, I'm getting the oh-my-god lecturers and tutors again for this sem. Damn. I bet I can never score for this sem, at least for that 3 modules. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend have been accompanying dearest. He was sick right after the first book out till today, he is still down with bad coughs. Well, at least he is not on high fever. His temperature rose to 38.0 degrees cels. last Friday night, made me so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang KTV with colleagues at PartyWorld, Clementi last Thursday. It's been long since I went to sing K and I just dislike PartyWorld's mic, neither do I like KBox's. In terms of quality, it just lose out to Marsiling KTV. Hah, not trying to promote for them. It's the truth, you see. Wait till you go there 1 day to try, you'll agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SuKrY5H_uiI/AAAAAAAAMII/QAPAUdwjfpg/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SuKrY5H_uiI/AAAAAAAAMII/QAPAUdwjfpg/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396063747682843170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supervisor went with us as well, Sarah (my new crappy friend! xD) from Finance Dept came too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get away with the mundane Sunday, I brought mum to old Marsiling Pat Sar to have breakfast and learn to recognise some vegetables and fishes. Still, I had no idea how to buy them, I still prefer going to the Supermarket. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with mummy and Dear at Crystal Jade was yummilicious. A treat to my NS boy after a week of hard work in Tekong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Long weekends for me due to 1day credit leave for Deepavali. Great! Shopping time! It's been long you know! Hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go check out why my sick Dearie is coughing so persistently during his sleep. Not a good sign. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4131901099395331796?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4131901099395331796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4131901099395331796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-week-of-battle.html' title='Last week of battle'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SuKrY5H_uiI/AAAAAAAAMII/QAPAUdwjfpg/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-626306282505365872</id><published>2009-10-11T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:18:25.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick post.</title><content type='html'>This weekend was fulfilling. I finally satisfied my retail therapy urge and had a good facial with free shoulder massage. Ever since I started working, my shoulder has been so stiff that I feel like an old lady right now. Facial was so good ytd because my facial package was finishing soon. Of course, after much complaints, they decided to find some ways to win back our trust, or at least not wanting us to spread bad word-of-mouth to others. -.- Isn't it useless when we have already had umpteen times of disappointment? Really, after many times of encounters, I still can't convince myself that Cheenas are good and cheap labour when they are frustrating customers like us. If one day I could open a shop myself (if ONLY I am rich enough.. still dreaming on), I won't exactly eliminate the chance for Cheenas to work in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shop&lt;/span&gt;, but I will definitely screen through every little details and have a 3 months or more probation period. Say I'm a racist, I don't bother. It's the fact they are that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;, you can't blame me for the criticism. One thing I must say is, not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; Cheenas are like this, but that's only the rare percentage, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, shopping with mum at AMK Hub was great. I bought 3 tops and 1 shorts. Though they were out of my budget, but mum was there to be my personal ATM. HAHA. :D I'll repay her in the future, for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a run in the evening and it's great. I dunno how long have I been a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;potato couch&lt;/span&gt; at home. Such a disgrace. ): My planned task was successfully completed today. Great~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, did I mention that I bought a Zen Stone 1 GB and Zen V Plus 1 GB for only $29? That's the benefits for being Creative staff. Hah! Even though, I'm just an intern. But, I queued for an hour plus! It's still worth it anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear called just now. His bunk mates seems pretty fun with him. Glad to know they do have fun at night. I'm missing my boy again. Hope better days for him ahead for these 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油，亲爱的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-626306282505365872?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/626306282505365872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/626306282505365872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-post.html' title='Quick post.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5364116284456332158</id><published>2009-10-09T23:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:46:26.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLoejv4-WAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLoejv4-WAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Did you heard my heart called out for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5364116284456332158?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5364116284456332158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5364116284456332158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4489762366195233909</id><published>2009-10-06T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:09:12.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army.</title><content type='html'>6th Oct;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Dear has officially been enlisted to army. I wonder what is he doing right now. I guess he has to prepare to sleep soon since it's reaching 10pm. I'm sure he won't sleep tonight. He always take a longer time to adapt than other people. What will he be doing the whole day tomorrow? Hmm.. I have no idea when he'll sms/call because he din say so. So, I shall wait till he's free tonight, tomorrow, perhaps the day after next or next week.. Good news is that he'll be booking out next Friday due to Deepavali holiday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day feels sucky especially in the morning after kissing him goodbye at the Mrt Station and leaving for work. I struggled the whole morning to go to work and was nearly late. Yet, I still went to work. Phone has been with me the whole day at work while waiting for him to call anytime before he go in. I felt slightly better in the afternoon. But at night, sth just doesn't feel right. When I was walking home, I felt as though my soul wasn't there with me. I felt empty. Playlist started playing 如果没有你 by 莫文蔚, it din fail to remind me of the girl whose boyfriend passed away during army. I just got so depressed whenever I think of that. So, Dear pls take good care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! He called. Luckily, I saw my phone ringing. Forgot to off the silent mode. Sigh, he sounded bored and tired. I just hope he sleep well tonight before waking up at 5:30am tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SstPVPWX5MI/AAAAAAAAMIA/RJ6DM0j8lPM/s1600-h/empty_poem_by_the_psycrothic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SstPVPWX5MI/AAAAAAAAMIA/RJ6DM0j8lPM/s320/empty_poem_by_the_psycrothic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389488605395150018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear, I'm missing you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4489762366195233909?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4489762366195233909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4489762366195233909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/10/army.html' title='Army.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SstPVPWX5MI/AAAAAAAAMIA/RJ6DM0j8lPM/s72-c/empty_poem_by_the_psycrothic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5523068216231973008</id><published>2009-10-03T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:00:55.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like finally.</title><content type='html'>Like finally, I have additional time at home to blog. Not that I'm busy with sth else other than my IPP. -.- Weekends is always that short to do what I want and have a good rest, don't forget my weekly report. I'm so glad, I'm only left with another month's time to get out of this 'hell' life. Nothing's really wrong or bad with my IPP company, I just get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; sick and tired of dragging myself outta bed and take the Creative bus to work, only to wait for time to pass and the clock on my desktop to tick at 6:00pm sharp on the dot, so I can finally take MRT, praying there isn't so many people that I can at least squeeze into the cabin and still have some space for me to plug my headset into my phone to listen to some music while dozing off. Any food on my table at 7pm is the same, since I'm already so tired and hungry at that time. Friday has always been the best, meeting my dearest after work and knowing I can sleep till 9am the next morning. How could I possibly work for another 10, 20 or even 30 years after I graduate, when I can't even last through this less-than-3-months attachment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood by the very end of train track at Jurong East Station (the end where you can see where the train is coming from), I never thought that sight could be quite a scenery. I was looking at all the working adults going to work everyday (on the train, waiting for company bus, on the car stuck at the traffic jam), I wonder why do we have to work for 30-40 yrs, spending all your time in the office, working more than doing any other things more meaningful. Time just passes like this, work in your 20s, find your partner, married &amp;amp; have a kid, continue to work for another 30 years earning the money you need for your family, retiring at 50s/60s, carrying grandchildren and then wait for somebody to bring you to another world. Can life be more exciting than this? I foresee my future fate to be an OL which I hate it so much. I'm currently searching for my future, a future I desire, yet still stuck in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some flash backs;&lt;br /&gt;- Out with Mum at Orchard Ion/Central &amp;amp; Suntec City Travel Fiesta; Mum booked the Taiwan tour which will depart on 24 Dec, Florence (Dear's sis) will be coming along too. :D Can't wait for the dec holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgOiFJcniI/AAAAAAAAMHo/CNYvlF67V8g/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgOiFJcniI/AAAAAAAAMHo/CNYvlF67V8g/s320/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388572932808941090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had a great morning stroll and breakfast with mum at Vista Point&lt;br /&gt;- Caught 2 films with Dear at AMK Hub (He just loves the theatre there.); The Proposal &amp;amp; The Ugly Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgPFSxsStI/AAAAAAAAMHw/-45UPnD4DHI/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgPFSxsStI/AAAAAAAAMHw/-45UPnD4DHI/s320/DSC00299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388573537762822866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Had awesome dinner at Ichiban Sushi twice with Dear ard&lt;br /&gt;- Met Zoe, JJ and Jovena some time ago at Jurong Point for NYNY dinner and window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;- Catchup with Anna at Westmall for dinner. MEET UP SOON AGAIN OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgPuiTxFNI/AAAAAAAAMH4/Hj3mdQkteEA/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgPuiTxFNI/AAAAAAAAMH4/Hj3mdQkteEA/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388574246306911442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Went to Woodlands Centre to buy Dear's watch for army and had Stingray for dinner. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner with Dear's family at 日本村&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, another 3 days, Dear will be at Tekong. Everyone must be wondering why I haven't been saying. For the past few weeks, in fact, I have yet to feel he will be going in soon. Until last week, we went to buy his watch and I realised the day is coming. Worries have long been in my heart lingering. It may never be the same like now. I foresee a lot of changes happening in our life, no matter good, bad or worse, I pray we would be able to pull through and move on to the next stage together. I'm even more looking forward to Dear being stronger mentally and physically, more of mentally I hope. Words like "Take care of yourself", "Drink more water to hydrate yourself", I'm sure I don't have to say it out. He knows them better than I do. Just, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't worry abt me&lt;/span&gt;, alright. I'll make sure I'll be alright every single sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It affects me so much that I'm unable to send Dear off to army on 6 Oct due to IPP. I just hate it so much. Why must my LO come on that very day! Tsk. Damn it. If IPP results come out like shit, I'll really curse and swear. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, have I mention how sucky my results can be? Not as sucky as it seems, but it just pulled my GPA down! It's always when I put in more effort and it came out like this. Should I just seriously not bother anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so windy right now. Just don't rain okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so hungry`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have been missing you dearly these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5523068216231973008?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5523068216231973008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5523068216231973008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-finally.html' title='Like finally.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SsgOiFJcniI/AAAAAAAAMHo/CNYvlF67V8g/s72-c/page2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4959944714746529569</id><published>2009-08-30T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:04:00.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Just like everyone who is doing IPP right now, I'm drop dead tired everyday after work. I have no extra energy to write my weekly report either. I can totally understand why my girlfriends kept complaining "Tired" during their IPP period. During the working hours, you don't feel the tiredness. It's when you wake up at 6 in the morning and coming home at 7 at night. Of all, I just dread waking up early in the morning for work. That's the worst part of all. Secondly, the &lt;i&gt;sardine-packed&lt;/i&gt; train when coming home from work and the traffic jam at the junction ard International Jurong Park. Thirdly, my heels and covered shoes are biting my little toe causing all the blisters and sore at my calf. But, I do enjoy the freedom of watching the television programmes with no worries at all.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now, I have lesser time with Dearie and he is going to army in 4 weeks time. Though now I'm still not as worried (Dear has been complaining that he's going to army and nobody is worrying for him. Haha!), I will soon be concerned about his army life. Dear, I know you will be able to take care of yourself in army because you're a big boy now. (: For these 10 weeks, I will only be meeting Dear during Wed, Fri and maybe Sat. Meeting him is the only thing I look forward after a long day at work. That is where my extra strength and energy come from. On Friday, I met Dear for dinner at Cwp and I was not feeling lethargic at all. I even stayed up till 1, 2am that night.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;These weekends will be mainly recuperating. I've been having only 7hrs of sleep every night. I think I should really pre-watch 命中注定我爱你 so that I can sleep at 10pm every night to get my full 8 hrs of sleep. Hmm.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I wanted to do some shopping especially for my IPP. I need a comfortable heels and a breathable contact lens (Acuvue Oasys will be the best choice!). Reason being I need to stare at the desktop for 8.5 hrs each day and my eyes get really dry and sore. Maybe I should do it next weekends.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Recently, I've been into FM98.7 and was hooked by some of the hits. Like &lt;i&gt;Paparazzi&lt;/i&gt; by Lady Gaga, &lt;i&gt;Heartless&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Hotel Room Service&lt;/i&gt; by Pitbull,  &lt;i&gt;Love Drunk &lt;/i&gt;by Boys Like Girls. I'm kinda lazy to download them so I update them in my blog's mp3 first. I know my girlfriends just super hate my auto-play mp3 in my blog. xD The kind-and-considerate me went to un-check the Auto-play feature. And for my Dear who often visits my blog to listen to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;latest hits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, you have to do an extra step to click play. I've updated some ytd, love.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Some overdue photos that I took with my cute mum:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img width='251' height='247' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SpoyI-8cpyI/AAAAAAAAMHM/oaghIHKu2Wk/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='left'&gt;Time to do my weekly report! Update again soon!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=23b2b76c-1332-8fb1-9a85-dbf84dcf5ea4' alt='' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4959944714746529569?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4959944714746529569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4959944714746529569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/08/workaholic.html' title='Workaholic'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SpoyI-8cpyI/AAAAAAAAMHM/oaghIHKu2Wk/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7209661417148523231</id><published>2009-08-23T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:17:52.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breeze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Like everyone, I've been busy mugging for exams the whole of last week. Besides hiding myself at home, I went down to Creative for an interview on Tuesday morning. A last minute call actually. Well, I can say it was my first interview for job ever in my life. Hahs, and I'm totally screwed up. Not the interview, but on my way to and fro Creative company. I seriously hate Jurong area. It's not only LKK, the old-aged bus drivers are soooo unfriendly! A bad day for me in an unfamiliar industrial site. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Anyway, I am in and officially going to Creative for my intern tmr. Lucks for me! Hope for the better.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img width='150' height='238' style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SpFW18bHURI/AAAAAAAAMHA/W65r4TcYkTE/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800'/&gt; &lt;img width='160' height='238' style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SpFXAgAHMRI/AAAAAAAAMHI/H65RVhFdxEo/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img width='238' height='238' style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SpFW8GZXl9I/AAAAAAAAMHE/MJC392DRvkQ/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Caught a few films recently. One of them was at home "&lt;i&gt;Confessions of Shopaholic&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;confessions of='' shopaholic=''&gt; through MioTV. It was out in cinemas months ago, think I was still in Germany back then. I saw myself in the film, though not as extreme. I see some symptoms in me, omg. I should stop before I become like Rebecca Bloomwood. Another was at Cathay with Dear, &lt;up&gt; "&lt;/up&gt;&lt;/confessions&gt;&lt;i&gt;UP&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;confessions of='' shopaholic=''&gt;&lt;up&gt;has an interesting story plot I must say. In the cartoon industry, I think it succeeded in bringing in the touching scenes. The last film that I watched was "&lt;/up&gt;&lt;/confessions&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Hottie and The Nottie&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;confessions of='' shopaholic=''&gt;&lt;up&gt; &lt;the hottie='' and='' the='' nottie=''&gt; due to extreme boredom at home today.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Glad that exams over, now it's IPP. I'm kinda excited in fact. (: Though I wouldn't be having 10 weeks of school holidays, it's still okay for me since I'll have some pocket money for shopping during weekends. (So girls, you all don't need to rub salt into my wound. :P)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have so many things planned to do during this IPP period. I wonder how many can I fulfill. But, I know I must clear my wardrobe asap. My apparels are all over my room!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm stucked onto 命中注定我爱你. I'm into Idol Drama craze again.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sometimes, it's good to stay home alone reading Cleo Magazine and listening to FM98.7, feeling the breeze blowing in. The bad thing is, I start reflecting on my unhealthy routine and feel my fat clumps. ): I need to sweat.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Before I forget, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to our DA JIE Rachel! :D Will be celebrating her birthday tmr. Hope you had a great day ytd!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well, I better bathe now.&lt;/the&gt;&lt;/up&gt;&lt;/confessions&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=fc2f5dea-570e-8bf2-9fcb-e761d52265c5' alt='' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7209661417148523231?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7209661417148523231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7209661417148523231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/08/breeze.html' title='Breeze.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SpFW18bHURI/AAAAAAAAMHA/W65r4TcYkTE/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6619438699349688018</id><published>2009-08-15T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:39:34.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;font size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;"To forgive is the highest, most beautiful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;     form of love. In return, you will     receive &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;    untold peace and happiness." &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;- Dr. Robert Muller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=6a1e9db6-0a93-85f5-8252-c2059161938b' alt='' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6619438699349688018?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6619438699349688018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6619438699349688018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/08/quotes-of-day.html' title='Quotes of the day'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7364138036039499685</id><published>2009-08-15T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:12:11.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging in process..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Blogger has been screwed up. I don't know why. So I used ScribeFire. Hope it works. I wanted to blog a few days back and it just -.-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Monday was a &lt;i&gt;paid&lt;/i&gt; public holiday for National Day. Lol, studied too much on Employment Act. Btw, so Mum was home, 舅舅 came with his 3 princess daughters. They were so cuteeeee! Indeed, they have grown up. Though the oldest still sticks to me and the 2 other follow, I guess when she move on to Adolescence Stage, she wouldn't stick to me anymore. Oh well, Adolescents think differently right? We cannot treat the same way that we treated them when they were young. Hah, I'm still revising HBO while blogging. Oh my.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img width='259' height='322' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SoZQeIxM7fI/AAAAAAAAMGg/a32rAMOawrY/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Some photos are taken by them so quite blur.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I finally found the time on Tuesday morning to go  for a jog. I felt as though my fats are sticking onto my body like a glue. Eww. How coincidence. My horoscope forecast on 11th Aug 2009:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img width='361' height='223' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SoZtkInlKuI/AAAAAAAAMGs/WtW99V8Piac/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wednesday, met girlfriends at Northpoint for lunch and then down to do facial since it has been long and I needed the massage so much.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Have been stucked at home mugging for exams but actually, drifting away every few minutes. I can only concentrate at night when there's no distractions. Sigh. I've even planned out what to do after my exams, okay, it's during my IPP period. Talking abt that, still as worried. I had yet been posted when all others did. Hopefully, I get a nice company soon. (:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I think I better memorise the HBO theories now before I get screwed up tmr.&lt;br/&gt;As promised, here are the photos with Xiao er:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img width='365' height='365' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SoZRMxNQDlI/AAAAAAAAMGo/x_0vN009zWs/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align='left'&gt;&lt;i&gt;Buried with notes. Mugging..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=cde4128b-259e-858a-9fdd-ba2109c4e4e8' alt='' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7364138036039499685?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7364138036039499685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7364138036039499685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/08/mugging-in-process.html' title='Mugging in process..'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SoZQeIxM7fI/AAAAAAAAMGg/a32rAMOawrY/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5355623380815962914</id><published>2009-08-10T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:33:20.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars VS Venus</title><content type='html'>I wonder why my sixth sense could be that strong at times. It happens not once but several times in my life. Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sn75FXy4yDI/AAAAAAAAMGY/3YUN-6Zk4FA/s1600-h/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368001676554324018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sn75FXy4yDI/AAAAAAAAMGY/3YUN-6Zk4FA/s320/Untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable; How could life be so vulnerable. I read ytd’s news about a couple being ran over at the train tracks. They were both students and I can’t imagine how their parents got to face the death of their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death; a word that creeps many. But, it is until death nears, people started feeling guilt, pain, regrets and grief. What’s the point? How many people learn to appreciate, care and love? And how many people think rationally/emotionally/clearly before acting? Of course, if only one is perfect to be able to crack open the other’s head and read into their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many questions, nobody could answer, I just want to know why. Capture memories, continue the path that leads you, will you still be yourself at the end of the journey? Will you still remember what you did your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I have been busy with school projects till I failed to stop and reflect on my life. I finally made it through the hectic projects I’ve been enduring for weeks. Those days that I burned midnight oil and got stressed up over the incomplete projects with the up-coming deadline, I’m glad it was all over. It was one of the lowest points in my life. I realised how potential one can be and how one can be so ignorant and get-done-with. I’m worried for the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I guess I should be satisfied with my relaxation treats. I need to start my revision tmr. Side tracking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thur:&lt;/strong&gt; Last day of Project Presentation; Out with girlies to have lunch at Cine, walk around Ion Orchard, shopped at Far East &amp;amp; Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri:&lt;/strong&gt; Caught a film &lt;the&gt;with Dearie at Cwp. I’m giving a high rating to this movie. It’ll be even more hilarious if you can understand their American slang. Good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat:&lt;/strong&gt; Out the whole day with Xiao Er. Our Sing-athon and Shop-athon. Lunch at Cwp before heading to Marsiling CC for KTV. Sang for 3.5 hrs and took the train down to Bugis. I enjoyed my day, singing &amp;amp; shopping, my fav hobbies. Do you, xiao er? (Photos to be posted when receive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sun:&lt;/strong&gt; National Day. A bad day out. Crowded as expected. Gathered at Mind’s Café, never knew there will be so many people there. Saw familiar faces, refused to acknowledge, rather awkward. Din managed to see fireworks. Oh well. Unintentional awaits of fireworks will be better, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mugging Period:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exams Period:&lt;/strong&gt; 3 days spreaded over a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holidays:&lt;/strong&gt; Practically 2 days (weekends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IPP Period:&lt;/strong&gt; 10 long weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s after? Year 3 Sem 2. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I want to graduate. Contradictory, I dun feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;What do I want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5355623380815962914?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5355623380815962914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5355623380815962914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/08/mars-vs-venus.html' title='Mars VS Venus'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sn75FXy4yDI/AAAAAAAAMGY/3YUN-6Zk4FA/s72-c/Untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8030458429116570635</id><published>2009-07-20T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:52:33.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SmNPGgrlUAI/AAAAAAAAMFY/sGOptn9LL-k/s1600-h/Stress_by_MissPancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SmNPGgrlUAI/AAAAAAAAMFY/sGOptn9LL-k/s320/Stress_by_MissPancakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360214954771566594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It totally explains my feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8030458429116570635?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8030458429116570635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8030458429116570635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress.html' title='Stress!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SmNPGgrlUAI/AAAAAAAAMFY/sGOptn9LL-k/s72-c/Stress_by_MissPancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3344774694652055877</id><published>2009-07-11T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:24:33.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>A video that suddenly changes my perception of life. The life of poor and mishaps that happened to others made me reflect on myself, my life. It taught me to cherish and motivated me to continue learning when others can't. I realise how perfect my life is while people are struggling to even try to feed their family for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing the list of MioTV's free videos, I thought 心晴大动员 was quite interesting since I missed out the show that time because I was watching the dance show on Channel U. I only watched the first episode as it was the only free video available. Though it's just the first episode which wasn't the worst of all, it is heart-wrenching to see and understand their living conditions. It really reflects how fortunate I am when compared to them. I went online to search for the other episodes, I only found Episode 9 and it was even worse. Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.singaporewave.com/search?search_query=%E5%BF%83%E6%99%B4%E5%A4%A7%E5%8A%A8%E5%91%98&amp;amp;search_type=videos"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. I feel for the old grandpa and when he smiled after they cleared his house, I could sense his little happiness from his heart. Suddenly, I have this urge to be volunteer to help these needy. But, I doubt my ability to accept the uncleanliness. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming every night for the past few weeks but I often forget them after I wake up. Only a few distincts ones that I remembered. I wonder what have my mind been subconsciously thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's endless projects again.&lt;br /&gt;I need a massage on my shoulder badly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3344774694652055877?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3344774694652055877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3344774694652055877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-316868107970580541</id><published>2009-07-08T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:11:25.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless.</title><content type='html'>Fuck the projects! I'm freaking hell going mad with all the projects that we're supposed to submit in July. There's one night I felt like bursting into tears on my bed. Of cos, I didn't. Let this month past quickly please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I was out with Girlfriends at Far East and then chill out at The Coffee Connoisseur. It was a short day out since we had Home-Based Learning from 11am to 1pm. Docs.google sucks lah. I hate it, it's so leh-chey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SlSayCc6PdI/AAAAAAAAIEo/-t_73_InTko/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SlSayCc6PdI/AAAAAAAAIEo/-t_73_InTko/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356076041292627410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Family outing at Botanic Garden last Friday, though there was nothing much to see, yet I enjoyed myself. Then, we sat Duck Tour. It is rather similar to London's Duck Tour and I think to me, it doesn't worth the money. Once it's enough. Dinner buffet at Pearl River was delicious and I was so bloated. And, something funny happened. The floor kept shaking and bouncing, not because of earthquake but the big lorry below us, drove past. It was hilarious how serious my brother looks as he was afraid yet he was bouncing up and down. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SlSaoO7nE2I/AAAAAAAAIEg/ts-N_ErAVrU/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SlSaoO7nE2I/AAAAAAAAIEg/ts-N_ErAVrU/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356075872843928418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than any special events, I guess I probably have nothing to blog about. It will only be me procrastinating and complaining about the endless pile of projects. End it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about projects anymore. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-316868107970580541?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/316868107970580541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/316868107970580541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/07/endless.html' title='Endless.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SlSayCc6PdI/AAAAAAAAIEo/-t_73_InTko/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3432044355321101603</id><published>2009-07-02T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:35:00.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects suck.</title><content type='html'>I always thought e-learning will be extra holidays for us, yet it is another way round. We were given assignments to do and in turn we're busier than usual school days. This is boring. Other than assignments, we have tons of projects to finish. Entre was the most shittiest project ever. We rushed finish the financial projections within 2 days. Damn, we even used Sunday to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was 1 night, some thoughts slipped through my mind before I was asleep on bed. I was questioning myself "Why do I feel like I'm living aimlessly? Is it because I have no goals in life?" Everyday, there will only be thoughts of finishing up all the endless projects. Staying home has become the suckiest thing during School Break. At least, I used to think staying home would be a good choice for clearing mind and souls, reflecting on my life and doing some other miscellaneous stuffs. I think I'll go bonkers if you lock me at home for 3 consecutive days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends came my house to do project and slack. It was just pure fun slacking ard, yet managed to produce something. Proud of my girlfriends! :D Wouldn't it be great if the &lt;s&gt;projects&lt;/s&gt; are eliminated? We could laugh at silly things together and have great fun &lt;s&gt;bullying&lt;/s&gt; playing with Xiao Er. HAHA. Of course not forgetting our Da Jie! We can have party together lo, if only there's no project now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been spending quality time with Dearie. I have been busy with projects ever since we went out the whole night. I feel quite guilty for not being able to accompany him during weekdays. I bet he's so bored. ): I'll make sure when sch reopens, every Friday will be reserved for you! Zoe, Friday is also my Boyfriend Day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with all my girlfriends tmr! Weets~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3432044355321101603?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3432044355321101603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3432044355321101603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/07/projects-suck.html' title='Projects suck.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-911244983560123887</id><published>2009-06-25T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:33:01.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tioman Snorkling!</title><content type='html'>It feels really weird to sleep at 7.30 in the morning and wake up at 3.30 in the afternoon. I spent the whole night outside with Dear. 3 hrs of prawning and the rest of the time, waiting for sunrise, yet the weather was too cloudy. I missed out the sunrise again. Haha. I guess I'm really no fated to see sunrise, just like what Zoe predict. xD Make her guilty for saying that. Well, it was still great with Dear's accompany the whole night though we were all drained and he was so tired after driving. Kudos for Dearie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOmhs3c0VI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/PfSWA8PMaD0/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOmhs3c0VI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/PfSWA8PMaD0/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351303880155910482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I came back from Tioman on Tuesday afternoon and it was great fun, surely a good getaway trip. 3 hrs of bus ride and 2 hrs of ferry, we reached tioman Tekek jetty and was fetched by a LKK mini resort bus. The area of Tekek is simply just a village, not much of things to see, the only greatest thing is their beautiful beach and ocean. So, my family went snorkling. It was my first attempt, excited yet afraid because I din know how to swim. Mum was even more frightened. I was able to adapt after awhile. A pity I din see my favourite fish, Nemo (Coral Fish). ): I want to see Nemo and Dhory during my next snorkling session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOlemASU7I/AAAAAAAAH-I/1tINzpYf0Nc/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOlemASU7I/AAAAAAAAH-I/1tINzpYf0Nc/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351302727262688178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trekking with slippers wasn't fun at all, indeed dangerous. We trekked up the hill with a tour guide to enjoy the waterfall. It was difficult and tiring without proper attire. The trekking downhill was even a disaster. I broke my slippers while trying to step on an edge. Luckily, the tour guide has all the tools to repair my broken slippers and it was amazing how he did it. However, everything was worth, seeing the waterfall and feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOlxVSpNNI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/BRYYz-7k7x8/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOlxVSpNNI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/BRYYz-7k7x8/s320/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351303049193796818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Singapore, it's projects again. It really sucks big time. Had project discussion and it was OSEP presentation. We allocated the slides just before we present it to the director. We weren't prepared but we did a great job overall. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should jolly well start on my up-piling projects and stop procrastinating. Now, let me have my brunch or what to you call breakfast-cum-lunch-cum-early-dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, on a lighter note, there's no school next week for us due to H1N1. :D Though it is not officially stated, the news are spreading within our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to live a life with you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-911244983560123887?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/911244983560123887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/911244983560123887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/06/tioman-snorkling.html' title='Tioman Snorkling!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SkOmhs3c0VI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/PfSWA8PMaD0/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4617594687530880876</id><published>2009-06-20T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:40:06.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's bored.</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, I'm so damn restless since the start of the school break. I felt as if I'm the only one living in this world. I can't help but keep sighing. Projects not done. Everything's yet to finish. No motivation at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jogging with Dear on Thursday was great. Jogged by Admiralty West Road and strolled in the Admiralty Park. Saw monkeys along the bridge. They got so near yet they were afraid of us. They were so mischievous, some climbed up the tree and jumped into the lake. Adorable in a certain way. Had breakfast with Dear at 883 Plaza and slacked at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, went over to Zhiyin's to do the OSEP Powerpoint slides which we will have to present them next Wed. Damn bored and waste of time. I rather he interview us and do him a picture slideshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Tioman tmr, still yet packed. Not only physically, even mentally not packed to go. I feel the downturn of my life. The mood just isn't right. Nothing happened, but I just feel moody. Hopefully, after the trip back from Tioman, it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, don't blame me if you step on my tail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4617594687530880876?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4617594687530880876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4617594687530880876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-bored.html' title='Life&apos;s bored.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4110000090854165841</id><published>2009-06-17T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:35:25.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to comment.</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I just don't know why people get so calculative over things and just wanted to claim credit. If all my friends come to me and say "Thank you" over little things like this, I wonder what's the use of being friends when everyone seems like strangers or some acquaintance. I can really imagine the politics when I go into the society. I bet it'll be worse than this. How fake a human can be? How selfish each can be? Is it the society that caused this? Or, humans are just made like this? I doubt the latter, because I still see love, care and concern in some of us. I think it's time people reflect. It won't always be one-sided that is wrong. You need two hands to clap, if both hands refuse to coordinate, it's useless. I guess, we're of different frequencies. No point trying to clap, when it holds no meaning. -blind folded-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was indeed bored. Slept throughout the night and it doesn't feel good to sleep in between but yet at least I've fallen asleep a few times. Din stay up the whole night as I wanted to leave my energy for the next night. Sigh, but nvm. I don't need to stay up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe, Jovena and I left the chalet during noon, we went to Tampines for shopping spree. Bought quite a bit due to GSS. It was a good place to shop but my shoulder aches after awhile because of my big heavy bulky bag. Brought too much to the chalet. Hope my shoulder doesn't ache tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sjka-jQUI_I/AAAAAAAAH9o/sLg24IJV32E/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sjka-jQUI_I/AAAAAAAAH9o/sLg24IJV32E/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348335694397055986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no fate with Sunrise. ): Boooooooo. The car broke down. Acts of god. Nobody to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging with Dearie tmr morning! I bet he's going to laze on the bed tmr and be late to meet me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Politics going round and round. Who's the winner? Why bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4110000090854165841?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4110000090854165841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4110000090854165841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-to-comment.html' title='Nothing to comment.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sjka-jQUI_I/AAAAAAAAH9o/sLg24IJV32E/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6357380257997723868</id><published>2009-06-16T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:42:17.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring.</title><content type='html'>Why is the start of School Holidays so bored? Though I have that sense of urgency to finish all my projects, I'm just too lazy to start any. It makes me so stressed up just by thinking of the ICAs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of Sunday's badminton and frog jump forfeit is really OUCH. I'm walking like an old lady now. I feel my thigh growing into a frog leg. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for my Class Chalet later, yet I'm not packed at all. I just don't have the mood to go. I wonder why. Everything seems not to my interest except going out with Dear, family or my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, Dear and I went to Bishan to repair his phone. After that, we had lunch at Manhattan Fish Market. We were so hungry that we ordered so many food. We were full by the time we finished the Appetizer - Soup of the day and Garlic Mussels. But, a sumptous meal indeed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjcUdcErBwI/AAAAAAAAH9I/YGrYqL543hM/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjcUdcErBwI/AAAAAAAAH9I/YGrYqL543hM/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347765578510305026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get going and pack for my chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6357380257997723868?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6357380257997723868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6357380257997723868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring.html' title='Boring.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjcUdcErBwI/AAAAAAAAH9I/YGrYqL543hM/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3082324736165298104</id><published>2009-06-13T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:52:26.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo, holidays!</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, yes! It's holidays~ Did you hear me? H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but still we have to do projects lah! Damn it. I'm so pissed off with all those dummy ICAs which are due on July. 10 ICAs! Bloody hell. Though I'm going for a getaway trip with family during this 2 weeks break, I still couldn't wipe off the thought of the endless ICAs. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, we self-declared holiday again. xD The names-end-with-Y gang, Shareen (KY), Cheryl (YY), Zoe (PY), Jovena (MY) and me (JY), went to Woodlands CC to play badminton. I booked a 2-hr court, so we played for a 2 full hrs and then took a bus over to Marsiling CC to try out the KTV. To my surprise, it was GREAT! Although it doesn't look good on the outside, but the facilities and the room decor inside is WOW. You wouldn't believe it is at a LKK place. I simply love the Mic there, it far better than the ones in KBox. The best thing is that they offer all the songs that KBox has. All updated and new. Only 2-3 songs that we want have errors. The rest are the same! Some journalist should really try it out and write a comparison, KBox really sucks big time given that amount of money we are paying. The KTV at Marsiling CC is only $6/hr for small room before 7pm and the uncle there won't force you to choose the big room if you think you can squeeze so many people inside. How great! So, we took the small room for 4 hours. It adds up like only $4.80 per person as it is counted as per room! Omg, where can you find such cheap deals. The disadv are that they serve limited food &amp;amp; beverages and has only 3 rooms which is Small, Medium and Large. But, they allow you to bring food and drinks in! :D I'm definitely going back! I still have the stamp card, 1 hour 1 stamp, 5 stamps free 1 hour! OMG! Anyone wanna join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjM-XuzNsAI/AAAAAAAAH9A/WrUQhWO98eo/s1600-h/Photo0713-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjM-XuzNsAI/AAAAAAAAH9A/WrUQhWO98eo/s320/Photo0713-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346685760039661570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was shopping with jie mei men after school, as usual. We went to Orchard. I only bought a pair of Boat-like flip flop. The rest bought nothing. There wasn't much things I wanted to buy. I see lacey trend coming up but the price is as steep. I love them all, yet no money to buy. I wish my house will be as lacey~ Haha. Zoe and Sylvia will hate coming my house and Jovena will love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjM-Ff_gOdI/AAAAAAAAH84/4P3o4yikgiA/s1600-h/Photo0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjM-Ff_gOdI/AAAAAAAAH84/4P3o4yikgiA/s320/Photo0719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346685446827030994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been tidying pieces of papers that I brought back from Germany this morning. I really feel like doing a scrap book with all those receipt I have. Maybe I might need some help from Zoe, my artist. :P I guess, I'll find some time during my IPP to do it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I want to open my own blogshop! My wardrobe is really bursting. Most of my t-shirts are shrinking, oops I think I'm growing fatter. I need to clear my wardrobe after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I'm hungry again. ): I don't want to grow horizontally. *cross fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3082324736165298104?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3082324736165298104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3082324736165298104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/06/woo-holidays.html' title='Woo, holidays!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SjM-XuzNsAI/AAAAAAAAH9A/WrUQhWO98eo/s72-c/Photo0713-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7045395406894694871</id><published>2009-06-07T13:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:32:09.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a getaway, seriously!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for 2 weeks. The school is really driving me and everyone crazy. The first week was 2 tests and 3 reports to be done the following week. I nearly suffocate and died on these bloody ICAs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me do a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30/4 Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - Played badminton with Mum at RP. Mum said we will play badminton every Sunday, include my Kor. Hah, a good start to slim down. Lol. Anyway, Dear will be there too to coach! :D Good motivation. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1/5 Monday&lt;/span&gt; - It was SBM Graduation Day. There was no school, had Entre project discussion at tpy mac. I can't wait to graduate too! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2/5 Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; - Mugged for E&amp;amp;I ICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3/5 Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; - Mugged for HRD ICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4/5 Thursday&lt;/span&gt; - Met Dear for Dinner after HRD ICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5/5 Friday&lt;/span&gt; - Caught Night at the Museum 2 flick with Dear at cwp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6/5 Saturday&lt;/span&gt; - Went to Bukit Panjang to meet an online shopper for the pink bag that I longed wanted, then met mummy for lunch before taking a bus back to Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7/5 Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - Badminton again but this time with Kor. It was so tiring! And, I won Kor by 1 point! HAH! He did 20 push-up for forfeit. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8/5 Monday&lt;/span&gt; - Rushed WHP report during the 3 hours break. Met Azlan at IBRC, it was long since we sat down and talked. I realised everyone is growing up and pursuing their own lives. It was a good chat though. Reminiscing the Secondary School days, some memories is not worth recalling. I had my CRM ICA 2 and I was so nervous. Luckily, it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/5 Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; - Germany results was out. I passed all the modules but badly. =X Sigh. From A-D, I've got it all. I dunno why they expect us to take so many modules during OSEP. My Kor will be taking only 4 modules for his Exchange Program to Sweden! Humph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10/5 Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; - After lessons, played badminton with Zoe and Shareen Baby. LOL. Shareen has too many baby. I'm just one of them. Haha. She's good at badminton okay! :) Another badminton session again okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11/5 Thursday&lt;/span&gt; - Zoe, Sylvia, Jovena and I went to have Thai buffet at Clarke Quay. We wanted to go to Kallang Leisure Park to have Indo Buffet but I had to rush back to celebrate Dear's Mum's birthday at 店小二. I think the Thai Buffet is to repay us for our hard work. The food was not bad, maybe we were starved. But, we only have like about 30 mins to eat before they close the restaurant. They cheated our money so I'm not going anymore. x( And, I love 店小二's food and services, I'm definitely going back! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12/5 Friday&lt;/span&gt; - Met Dear for lunch and accompany him till his next coaching time. Like finally, I can meet Dearie without worrying I have reports to do. Not that, I don't have but it's due after my 2-week holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13/5 Saturday&lt;/span&gt; - It's been so long since I went back for Manicure &amp;amp; Pedicure and Facial. My Mum and I were 太太s for a day. Haha! The aftermath of my hard work! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn, it's Sunday again. I don't want to go to schoooooooool! I'm waiting for my holidays to come! There's class chalet and my family has plans to go Tioman during the school holidays. I seriously need a getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, my brother is going to Sweden sooooooooooon! )))): And, he will traveling after a few months of studies. So worried for him because of the place he will be going is far far more than where I went. Now, my turn to send Kor off at the airport. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. More projects coming!&lt;br /&gt;Spell S-T-R-E-S-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, GSS is here!&lt;br /&gt;It's shopping time!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SivA4dD7N-I/AAAAAAAAH8Y/d1YTDWgUcXg/s1600-h/shopping-logo-tss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SivA4dD7N-I/AAAAAAAAH8Y/d1YTDWgUcXg/s200/shopping-logo-tss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344577458911524834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7045395406894694871?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7045395406894694871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7045395406894694871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-getaway-seriously.html' title='I need a getaway, seriously!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SivA4dD7N-I/AAAAAAAAH8Y/d1YTDWgUcXg/s72-c/shopping-logo-tss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8063490274655063942</id><published>2009-05-22T10:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:15:29.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still worth waiting xD</title><content type='html'>It's still worth waiting for the treat. Haha! Met Rachel at Bugis with my girls, we din really shop ytd though, we had fun taking photos at the staircase near the MRT waiting for ROCHE KWAN! After much discussion and lots of impromtu decisions, we finally settled at Mannhatten Fish Market for dinner at Central. Roche, Rachel and I shared the Large Lobster Platter. I got a big portion of lobster, yummy! :D Oh god, I really miss my BM0706 class so much! Why good things always come to an end so quickly? We must meet up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYXwScl47I/AAAAAAAAH7c/rUm-SMntGOk/s1600-h/swensens-mannhatten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYXwScl47I/AAAAAAAAH7c/rUm-SMntGOk/s320/swensens-mannhatten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338480526647223218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear came to fetch me home from Woodlands MRT, he came over to my house to print his badminton lesson plan for Today's coaching practical test. Hope everything goes well and get his Coach cert! He has been so stressed up because of this cert. Good luck, my Dear! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my Agnes B wallet and camera case arrived ytd night! I've long wanted the Agnes B wallet because my current wallet is tearing off. Yeah! New wallet. Btw, it's not a real Agnes B. I'm not a rich kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYWOrpudRI/AAAAAAAAH7M/ENuGD3LU1FM/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYWOrpudRI/AAAAAAAAH7M/ENuGD3LU1FM/s200/DSC00377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338478849786017042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYXVz4977I/AAAAAAAAH7U/Os3QElC2VGg/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYXVz4977I/AAAAAAAAH7U/Os3QElC2VGg/s200/DSC00379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338480071768141746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored bored bored. I needa complete my ICAs! Damn ICAs. I'm getting stressed up by the amount of work to be done during these few weeks. 2 tests and 4 projects to be handed up within 2 weeks time! How the hell is that possible?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, not forgetting it's Dear's Dad's Birthday! Though I know he'll not read this, still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, UNCLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8063490274655063942?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8063490274655063942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8063490274655063942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-worth-waiting-xd.html' title='Still worth waiting xD'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShYXwScl47I/AAAAAAAAH7c/rUm-SMntGOk/s72-c/swensens-mannhatten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6828931227702702719</id><published>2009-05-21T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:24:05.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="max-width: 800px; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShS8Q9fe5rI/AAAAAAAAH6s/pKdMS1kqU_s/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;img style="max-width: 800px; width: 181px; height: 239px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShS84Oa_QfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/F72CZ9EhUig/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my whole body did not ache as badly after the NAPFA ytd. My thigh and stomach aches but not the worst. I forgot when's the worst but it sure feels good to exercise. Though I failed badly, I think it gets me motivated to run and jog more. Saying abt 2.4km, I ran 7 rounds because the person, who is recording how many rounds I ran, counted wrongly. I was like "Alright, forget it. Since I couldn't meet the passing time." Thus, I walked the last round with Zoe. Haha. Practically, I jogged 5 rounds and walked 2 rounds. Yet, still panting and feeling dizzy after that. The 5 stations suck big time, joined another class to finish the 5 stations as my name was not registered in the system. -.- Well, it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up will be lots and lots of ICAs and Projects piling up and I guess I wouldn't have time to catch my breath after this long weekend. Today is a self-declar holiday, all the way till Tuesday as Monday NYP will be holding Graduation Day. :D Time to start doing the rest of my projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days has been going to KBox. Haha, Kor was like asking when am I free to go with him and his friends. I din give him an answer and I'm always telling him I went to KBox with friends. He was so pissed, in a funny way. LOL. Ytd, during the 5 hours break, Zoe, Jovena, Sylvia and I went for KLunch! Glad that I got back my voice! xD Need to update some new songs into my song list. But, as usual the kuku Sylvia still insist not singing. Humph! If not, everyone will die. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I just received an email from Ms Michelle Lee regarding the OSEP Presentation to the Director. Damn, another project to add on. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm going to Bugis with my girlfriends ltr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6828931227702702719?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6828931227702702719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6828931227702702719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/05/napfa.html' title='NAPFA!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ShS8Q9fe5rI/AAAAAAAAH6s/pKdMS1kqU_s/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3527423740713394599</id><published>2009-05-17T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:39:29.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Episodes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Last Sunday was Mother's Day. Brother planned to go cycling together in the morning along the Park Connectors from Woodlands to Sembawang. We cycled to 888 Plaza for Dim Sum breakfast since it was raining heavily then. Luckily, the rain stopped after awhile. I borrowed Dear's bike and Kor rode that bike with mum behind while I cycled his. Then, we cycled back to RP. We saw 1 couple taking Wedding Photos and we assumed it should be RP students. As Dear was coaching at RP Sports Hall, we decided to go up and see. Dear was coaching a group of kids, they were soooooo cute! I borrowed rackets from Dear and his friend to play badminton with my family. At the same time, Dear continued coaching another batch of students. I was so proud of him. I can see he was well-liked and respected by his students. Keep up the good work, Dear! :D&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-i0AOWEXI/AAAAAAAAH54/zC2k3PCx_G8/s1600-h/Mothers%27+Day+2009.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336663097754390898' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-i0AOWEXI/AAAAAAAAH54/zC2k3PCx_G8/s320/Mothers%27+Day+2009.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At night, we had dinner at Sembawang Chye Lai Restaurant. Though we reserved seats, there was still a lot of people. It was all full when we reached. Still, we had to wait for another 10-15 mins. We ordered the food before we settled down and it came 1 hour later, imagine how many people were there. But, I would not go there again because I think their food was not really delicious to the extend that I will want to wait for so long. Then, we went over to Sembawang Shopping Centre. It was more or less the same even though they tore down the whole building and rebuild it. I wanna go back to Daiso again! I need to get all those cute little things for my room! I think I can spend like at least an hour there to screen through everything.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-jncPjYKI/AAAAAAAAH6I/5l95DHg_w7s/s1600-h/Recently+Updated.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336663981448978594' alt='' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-jncPjYKI/AAAAAAAAH6I/5l95DHg_w7s/s320/Recently+Updated.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Finally, I get to catch up with Sakinah and Ai Fang on Wednesday. We caught a flick that I wanted to watch The Ramen Girl at Cineleisure. I love their comfy seats. Besides that, the movie has quite a good story plot with a good sense of humor. Abby, the American girl inside the show, acts and sounds like my English friend, Lauren. I miss her like suddenly. I wonder if she'll really come to Singapore. Well, whatever it is, I guess it just all memories. Take care, girl. She's really a cute English girl that I've met.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-jUD-8dzI/AAAAAAAAH6A/qf4_4bOeNaw/s1600-h/brittany_ramen1.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336663648519354162' alt='' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-jUD-8dzI/AAAAAAAAH6A/qf4_4bOeNaw/s320/brittany_ramen1.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 248px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thursday was boring because Sylvia was sick and Zoe din come for the first lesson because Bedok area was raining heavily there. BUT! Zoe, Jovena and I made an impromptu decision to sing K at AMK! We sang from 3pm to 9pm! 6 hours of singing and my voice can hardly sing any Female Singers' songs. Jovena too, had a sexy voice like me. Haha! Only Zoe, still as good. We sang, laughed, jumped, shouted and did splits in the small little room. Zoe really got hidden talent! She is really flexible! Zoe, you should do more splits at home!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-kEMWSW2I/AAAAAAAAH6Q/JvP-nvftKxI/s1600-h/Threesome+Kbox.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336664475398462306' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-kEMWSW2I/AAAAAAAAH6Q/JvP-nvftKxI/s320/Threesome+Kbox.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ytd was a simple, yet to me, a perfect day. Dear and I went down to Holland V! I found a restaurant online and was highly-rated so I suggested that to Dear. Additionally, I rented Fujifilm Instax Mini from my friend whom owns a blogshop. The thought of renting the Polaroid Camera only came to me on Thursday morning. Luckily, her friend returned her on Thursday and she had it with her. I bought the films outside though. 10 films for $12.90. Quite an expensive investment. However, once in a while, I think it's worthwhile taking photos with my love one. (:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-kd3tWkGI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/_COU53JDD_A/s1600-h/page1.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336664916534661218' alt='' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-kd3tWkGI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/_COU53JDD_A/s320/page1.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mykii, the fusion restaurant wasn't difficult to find and I love their decor. It is so pure and simple. I especially love their songs and the ambience. It is perfect for Couples dating. The whole time there, I felt I was celebrating some occassions with Dear. Indeed it is, celebrating Dear's Belated Birthday. The food is delicious and unique. Appetizer - Pumpkin Soup, Main Course - Grilled Dory Fillet Steak with Pumpkin and little veggies, Dessert - Mango Mousse and Beverage - Iced Lemon Tea. I rate this restaurant 4.5/5. I would help them do free advertisement because I think it was really worth the money. Weekdays they have special lunch promotion at only 13.80++. Just the perfect place for us, right Dearie? Though it was just a lunch at Holland V, I just enjoyed the quality time spent together.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This evening, I returned the Instax Mini Camera back to my friend at Dhoby Ghaut and used this chance to go out with my family for a good dinner. We had dinner at Crystal Jade. The food was GREAT! Peking Duck, Congee, Fried Garlic Prawns, Coffee Chicken and Duck Soup. Everything was so delicious! Yum Yum! It's a pity, Dear had coaching, if not he can join us for a good meal!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;ICAs is really gonna pile up. Once it starts, it'll not stop until the week before the Exams start. I should stop going out on Wednesdays to Sundays and really work on my projects. Half of my modules that I'm taking are all project-based. Dead meat. Entrepreneur alone is killing me. Just let me settle down.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I need a haircut and colouring badly! Which Salon should I go to? Some recommendations pls~ I need to make an appointment for my facial too.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm turning in, goodnight.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: right;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-mAIHKkWI/AAAAAAAAH6g/7gYjJ9Qrj-8/s1600-h/kiss_me_faster_by_PeKiLiA.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336666604565074274' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-mAIHKkWI/AAAAAAAAH6g/7gYjJ9Qrj-8/s200/kiss_me_faster_by_PeKiLiA.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;'&gt;3 words, 8 letters, 1 heart.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3527423740713394599?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3527423740713394599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3527423740713394599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekly-episodes.html' title='Weekly Episodes.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sg-i0AOWEXI/AAAAAAAAH54/zC2k3PCx_G8/s72-c/Mothers%27+Day+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5124618176915670446</id><published>2009-05-09T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:56:54.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Monday and Tuesday is still as mundane as ever. Two long days in sch. Now that the Swine Flu is all over the news, no doubt Polytechnics has been doing their part in temperature taking. So far, from what I've heard, NYP and RP has the latest technology in investing in Thermal Screening instead of using Thermometers. That's what I'm finally proud of NYP. Hah. It definitely made our lives easier. ;) Saying of that, it's a relief that the Orange Alert has turned Yellow, no more sticky temperature-screening-stickers on our hands, shirts and bags. And, lucky that I came back to Singapore earlier and affected by the Swine Flu.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Another recent news that left smiles on most Singaporeans: MAS SELAMAT was captured! Surprisingly, he was caught in Msia, near JB and that I started doubting some issues and have questions which I think wasn't appropriate to share it here on blog. Well, at least he's being caught. I bet he din have a good life, he looks slimmer when being captured.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Initially, I had some plans this week to meet some of my friends which ended up postponing to next week. Thus, I had impromtu dates instead.&lt;br/&gt;Wednesday, I met up with Dear at AMK Hub again but this time, we caught a flick "Taken" which left a tremendeous impact on me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img height='201' width='170' style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SgV8mum0v9I/AAAAAAAAH4s/y8fRVlIWcPs/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a story about 2 teenagers, aged 17 and 19, both females, flying from Califonia to Paris and got kidnapped by Albanian to make money. They were injected with drugs and forced into prostitution. It was frightening as I related all these to where I went in Europe. I've quarrelled and argued with Dear when I was there in Germany because I wanted to travel. Though I didn't regret, but it makes me realise how the other side of the world can be like. I don't deny I was ignorant to these facts. Yet, I still believe these were just the worst side of it. I do enjoyed the traveling experience while overseas, but to me, once was enough for me. I've lost the courage to experience the second time. Now, I have little or near to zero interest to go back to Europe for traveling. Maybe I have travelled enough. It's time to explore countries that are closer to home. Mum maybe planning a trip to Perth during the two weeks break but it's still pending for the moment. I want to plan a trip with Dear too before his army in Oct. Another maybe after graduation with friends. We'll see again.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have been quite broke actually, still feeling a tinge of guilt that I've spent 10k for the last 4 months. Nevertheless, I still bought sth when I went Orchard shopping with Zoe, Jovena and Sylvia last Thursday. That's why friends call me Shopping Queen. Lol. Shopping's nv enough for me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This sem, some modules have been quite extreme from the others. HBO (Human Behaviour in Organisation) in particular, is more of psychology. It's interesting how human minds think and work. Who am I today connects to how I'm being brought up and of course my parents' genes. Not forgetting the external influence by friends and media. If only, HBO is just a workshop and not a module. Sighs.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I find a sentence that Wilson Chay said in tutorial was quite meaningful. He says "You will desire what you lack of during your childhood time." Somehow it's true that you will be attracted to someone who has some things you're lack of. Therefore, it makes a whole, just like a jigsaw puzzle.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh darn. NAPFA test is coming. I wonder how much will my scores differs after having 3 years of exercise break. Lol! Standing Broad Jump &amp;amp; Inclined Pull-up will forever be my obstacles. I just don't want to run the last for 2.4km.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mother's Day tmr! Will be cycling in the morning and dinner at Sembawang. :D Great~ Gotta get ready with my cameras. Photo taking time!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have been collating my photos taken from my phone. They are mostly the food I've cooked in Germany. I shall collage them and post it. You'll see how I've tried surviving through with my cooking skills. Hah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tutorials time! =/&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 85%;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic;'&gt;My mind still subconsciously experiencing the trama brought by the film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=150afb4f-2fef-85e6-a03e-fbba853c81fe' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5124618176915670446?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5124618176915670446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5124618176915670446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/05/psychology.html' title='Psychology.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SgV8mum0v9I/AAAAAAAAH4s/y8fRVlIWcPs/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7241775532644068941</id><published>2009-05-03T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:32:17.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling.</title><content type='html'>School has started for a week. As usual, ICAs, ICAs and ICAS! This year, director has a new suggestion to instruct all tutors to ask the same question. Last year was that, group should not be chosen by students and everyone should be picked randomly. -.- Though thi year, the same rule apply, every first lessons, we had to say 3 things about ourselves. What a question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's bored, Singapore's bored. What else can I do? I can't do shopping already because I've spent too much for OSEP. I feel guilty to continue spending my mum's money. I wanna work yet projects piling up. Dear is going for NS during October, I guess I should spend my free time with him before he goes in and could only see him during weekends. Boo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I feel different here in Singapore. Perhaps, my mind isn't that packed now? Because when I was in Germany, everyday my mind will be thinking what should I do next weekend or this weekend, I can't be possibily wasting my time there doing nothing. Booking air tickets, hostels and checking out the destinations. Thinking if laundry is done or food has expired. These little things seem unimportant but my mind has concurrently been thinking. Back in Singapore, with mum around, I don't have to think so much. Just settle my studies, that's all! Though mind is at ease, yet I feel something missing because I'm not as busy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. Last week, I spent some time with Dear and friends. Tuesday, Dear came down to AMK to have dinner with me and we went prawning at night with Zhihong and Eileen. It was couples date. Though we prawned no prawns, I enjoyed the night with Dear just by waiting for prawns to be hooked. (: Btw, Zhihong &amp;amp; Eileen prawned 3 of them and they cooked them in the oven, the prawns are like struggling. Poor prawns. Aww. They had their prawns and we headed to Jalan Kayu to eat supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2cdA8k5WI/AAAAAAAAH4M/gR6_hFEZoic/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2cdA8k5WI/AAAAAAAAH4M/gR6_hFEZoic/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331589556160750946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thursday, the four of us went to Bugis for shopping! Initially, I don't intend to buy anything. End up, Zoe and I, both bought a Agnes B bag! It is really nice and cheap. Hehe. :P We also went over to the new Bugis shopping mall, but there was nothing much, only that long escalator from 1st floor to the 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Dear and I went to Jurong Point. I did not buy anything, but surprisingly Dear did. Haha! I bought him G700 Business Edition that I promised him during his 20th Birthday. :D He just love that stylus. I bet he'll loathe it after a few months! Haha. Lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, gathering with my girls, Roche, Gab and Sheldon. We played board games in Minds Cafe at Boat Quay before heading to Lau Pat Sat to have dinner. After which, left Sheldon, Zoe and I, we ate Ice cream at Marina Square before Zoe and I went back by train. Cool! More gatherings! I miss my old classmates. Sigh. I feel foreign in my current class now. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2coa4TQVI/AAAAAAAAH4U/7qJCF2ZRMNs/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2coa4TQVI/AAAAAAAAH4U/7qJCF2ZRMNs/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331589752100700498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Long day tmr~ Spell "BO-RING".&lt;br /&gt;Off for a walk with Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving Roller Coaster ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7241775532644068941?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7241775532644068941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7241775532644068941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/05/settling.html' title='Settling.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2cdA8k5WI/AAAAAAAAH4M/gR6_hFEZoic/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3466912288688714123</id><published>2009-04-26T01:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:28:14.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2dy63hYjI/AAAAAAAAH4k/Fdwfwv6stXs/s1600-h/hugs.bmp' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img height='233' border='0' width='323' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331591031997686322' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2dy63hYjI/AAAAAAAAH4k/Fdwfwv6stXs/s400/hugs.bmp' style='cursor: pointer;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-weight: bold; font-size: 130%;'&gt;I'm finally back in Singapore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Omg, I can't believe I'm back! :D I can't feel myself back in Singapore, except the fact that Singapore is sooooooooo WARM! I'm sweating in the airport when I used to think airport is cold enough for me. Haha!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I wanted to blog for the last time before I depart to Singapore but I din have the time to update at all. I went traveling, rushing around like running for Marathons! I shall not elaborate my marathon routes because it's a loooong story.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Okay, before I carry on with my updates on my life in Germany, did I mention that my timetable is awesome?! 2 full days followed by 2 half days of lessons and additionally long weekends because we have FRIDAY OFF! Oh god! I'm loving this! But, why are our modules sounding so weird? Workplace and Industrial Relations? Workplace Health Promotion Management? =| Whatever it is, I hope it's easy to score!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Zurich was a nice place though having high living expenses! I love their clean environment as compared to Germany. Most of the people there knows how to speak English so it's easy to communicate. And, I love some of the streets there, took some photos and I especially like the bridges. I din really buy anything since it was so expensive everywhere. We've got a good hotel though. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfQ3eesIXFI/AAAAAAAAHpY/JVqXVvzub8g/s1600-h/page1.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328945255859903570' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfQ3eesIXFI/AAAAAAAAHpY/JVqXVvzub8g/s320/page1.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;International Business and Marketing was CRAP! Totally crap! The going-to-bald professor is simply telling us his experience with other cultures because he had gone all over Europe and proudly came to Asian countries and stayed in China for a while. And, he always targets Singapore when all the time we were not listening to him! Not about the content that is boring, the way he talks arrogantly pisses people off and I couldn't listen to him for long! I doubt I can pass both the modules. Everyone said International Business questions was too difficult to understand, even the native speakers, Americans and English. I think there was something wrong with the phrasing. Anyway, I crap my way through. *Pray, just for a pass*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After the exams, Zhi Yin and I rushed our way to Heidelberg to buy my mum's long wanted Cuckoo Clock. I spent 229 euro to buy it but was able to claim 25 euro. Then, we did some shopping in H&amp;amp;M. Bought things for my lovely friends. :D Hope they like it! Hees.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That night, we had a dinner with our class, sponsored by BA. We were only able to stay for a short while due to the limited time as we had to rush to catch our train to Frankfurt Hahn Airport which goes to London.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Lauren, our English friend, brought us around and let us stay at her place for free. Of course, we did buy something for her Nan (grandma). Her whole family is so nice to us. The next day, we wanted to meet the rest of our group of internationals for Duck Tour but we missed it. Luckily, the Duck Tour guy was nice and fitted us inside the next slot because there were 6 who withdrew out. We went on the Duck Tour with only the 4 of us, Lauren, Nastja (Slovenian), Zhi Yin and me. Had their famous British Fish &amp;amp; Chips after a long walk to the Tower Bridge. Nothing really special but it was delicious. :) London trip ended with Lauren driving us early to the airport. We bid goodbye and hopefully she will keep her promise and come to Singapore! Can't wait to fetch her!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfR5aj8Y8WI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/tD8xw6I-wf4/s1600-h/page1.jpg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329017756318232930' alt='' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfR5aj8Y8WI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/tD8xw6I-wf4/s320/page1.jpg' style='cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Then, our Italy trip started. Flied to Venice, took a bus to the city and we had a hard time finding our hotel. It took us an hour and carrying our luggage up and down the numerous bridges. Venice is really beautiful! The scenery is very nice, though you see the old buildings but they are so pretty! I love Venice! Their gelato is unbelievable delicious! I had like 4 in a day! I bought many Morano Glass necklace. They were so gorgeous and cheap! I think I'll be giving out presents the next few days like Santa Claus. Haha. I've given most of them to my family and Dear's family.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfR7BNfJdNI/AAAAAAAAH3g/I2UTsPVN4Nk/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019519816529106' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfR7BNfJdNI/AAAAAAAAH3g/I2UTsPVN4Nk/s320/DSC00046.JPG' style='cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic;'&gt;Pretty right? Looks just like a postcard. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We stayed a night in Venice and took a train to Milan. Milan was stunning with everyone wearing branded goods, even their dogs are with Burberry strap around their neck. The rich lady in front of me, queuing to pay the Zara's products, bought more than 300 euro worth of goods! Oh my god, at that instance I wish god could drop some money down. I think if you have no money, I rather you fly to somewhere else. Kinda regret going to Milan.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center;'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfR7ptRjtLI/AAAAAAAAH3o/H27gCks3Qdc/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329020215544231090' alt='' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SfR7ptRjtLI/AAAAAAAAH3o/H27gCks3Qdc/s320/DSC00174.JPG' style='cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic;'&gt;Milan Cathedral or called Duomo di Milano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One thing I can conclude about Italians is that they are DAMN RACIST! They detest Chinese and the fact that Chinese stole away their jobs are not their fault. Duh! We went into this restaurant where this stupid racist waitress '&lt;span style='font-style: italic;'&gt;served&lt;/span&gt;' us. She did not even tell us where we should actually sit and roughly pointed a squeezy corner seats for us. No menus and expected us to go over. When ordering the food, no feeling of friendliness, not even a smile. Another couple came in sat beside us, speaking English (so we assume they are not Italians), the same waitress guided them to the table and gave them cutlery with menus. She got this smile all the way while they approached her. What shit is this?! FUCKING Racist Italians! It din leave me a good impression. Venice, we met a few nice people so I would probably go back again, perhaps with my partner for Honeymoon. ;) I've heard from my brother that it was reported that Venice may sink down in the future. Hopefully, not before I go for the second time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Guess what's the weight of my check-in luggage back to Singapore? It's 38.5kg! That's not all, I was holding the other 2 big hand carry weighing at least 5kg each and carrying my bagpack with laptop. It was fucking heavy! I din know it could add up to such heavy luggages. My stuffs fitted the bags perfectly, just that it was too heavy to carry. I had 10kg of my stuffs sent by DHL already. And speaking of that, mine was not delivered successfully! RAH! I'm so fed up because it may return back to Mosbach and I need to pay extra to send it back! I dunno what is the problem with the unsuccessful attempt! I'm going to call the customer service tmr! :((&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yeah! I've finally seen Dearie and my family! I hugged Dear, my mum and brother. They were waiting patiently outside for me. We had dinner together with Dear's family, like the last dinner I had with them before I went to Germany. I still couldn't believe I'm in Singapore! I need some time to adjust. I slept quite early ytd, perhaps because of the long flight home. A perfect example of my jet lag is that I'm still awake at this point of time, not feeling any tiredness at all! 3am, I'm still wide awake!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I should go try and have some sleep in the air-conditioned room! Photos uploading tmr!&lt;br/&gt;Stay tune for tons of photos. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);'&gt;I still miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);'&gt;I'm really touched by the 1000 pieces of Jigsaw Puzzle &amp;amp; wooden made house done by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);'&gt;Thank you, my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);'&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3466912288688714123?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3466912288688714123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3466912288688714123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-in-singapore.html' title='Back in Singapore!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sf2dy63hYjI/AAAAAAAAH4k/Fdwfwv6stXs/s72-c/hugs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5193396048519900813</id><published>2009-04-11T02:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:52:43.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks left! :D</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog last week, but I din have the time to blog though I have no lessons last week. Reason being we are packed with Adventure Park, Audi Factory excursion, Pow Wow and Berlin trip! I had a fruitful week bonding with my international friends. It's only when we are leaving, things started to get good and I'm starting to miss them just a few weeks before I leave for Singapore. Well, I'm still excited to go back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28th March&lt;/span&gt; - Zhiyin and I went together with my landlady, her boyfriend and her daughter to Rothenburg which is along the Romantic Road. We went to Rothenburg city to buy some souvenirs and my landlady introduced the Cuckoo Clocks in Rothenburg to me as I've mentioned to her before that I wanted to get 1 home. I did not buy though. It was too expensive and I needed my mum's opinions. Probably getting it from Heidelberg, nearer to Mosbach after my mum chooses it. After which, we headed to my landlady's boyfriend's friend house for high tea. They were an old couple living together in a typical german house. We were warmly welcomed with delicious pastries and coffee prepared nicely on the table. From their facial expressions, I could feel their happiness. They owned a VolksWagen &amp;amp; Audi Car showhouse. We made a tour around before we went back to their house again for the Second High Tea! It's like an hour after our first one, they claimed it wasn't dinner. Zhi Yin and I nearly fainted, we were so full after pieces of cakes. Thus, we just had the Ham and bread as our dinner. We left after awhile with the lady of the house coming out to bade goodbye. At first, she waited patiently before my landlady's boyfriend drove off. She then stood at the same spot waving till the car has gone far. At that moment, I felt like dropping off the car and go back to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be wondering why my landlady has a boyfriend when she is like near to her sixties. Her husband died 5 years ago. I realised a person still living at this age has nothing much to do and it's only love that would made one carry on living. So, don't ever use another view to look at these old folks dating. (unless the old  person is only looking for lust) Now, I have a deeper understanding to this word, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29th March&lt;/span&gt; - The day where I guessed all 4-season countries had to adjust their time an hour forward. The first time ever I'm experiencing an hour disappearing in my life. Haha! Mosbach on this particular day has Spring Market and surprisingly, like suddenly all the people staying in Mosbach went to the city. Dinner for Bengsch family was quite a success since all the food is cleared and gotten good comments. Though there's only Bouis (Charlotte's bro) and Laura (Charlotte's sis), I tried to cook what I know. With the help of Zhi Yin and Wesley (Zhiyin's friend), we managed to cook Wanton soup, Honey chicken wings, Cereal prawns (with the help of my bro's instant packet) and our own created fried (spaghetti) noodles. All tasted nice, I can finally proved my ability to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th March&lt;/span&gt; - Sylvia's Birthday! I internet sms her but I dunno if she has received it. I realised I missed out 3 important birthdays during my OSEP trip, Jovena's, Dear's and Sylvia's. I din realise the first few months of the year has so many events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole class went for adventure park and we were splitted into 2 teams. We have 3 stages from lowest to the highest elements. The last 2 were jumping and holding onto the rod and giant swing. These were optional. With encouragements, I played the Giant Swing but I was so frightened. I cried while I was being pulled up to the sky. I don't know why I was so afriad, I din have the courage to do anything. Probably it was after a great fall (not actually a fall) during the second elements. The see-saw-looking thing hanging in the air and I fly up to the sky because the other person at the other end was too heavy. I literally banged onto the woods and got myself injured on both of my thigh. You can see the bump even if I'm wearing the jeans. The worst ever bruise I've ever gotten. Well, if you wanna see how scary the Giant Swing is, just go to my Facebook. I've uploaded it. Btw, I looked dead in the video because I was crying! Hah, enjoy the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st March&lt;/span&gt; - There was an excursion to Audi Car Factory and we get to see the manufacturing and test non-moving cars. It was cool! As you guys know, Germany is profession in Mechanism. Almost every Germans wish will be working in Mechanism industry which I'm totally not into it. I only know how to admire the outer design of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st April&lt;/span&gt; - Pow Wow! It means intercultural exchange. We did a presentation on Singapore which we covered the history, singlish and food. I taught Singlish to them and till now, they still use them. Haha! While preparing the slides, I realised I don't know how to teach Singlish because it comes out naturally, like "lah", "lor", "leh". When they asked for the definitions, I totally forgot about it! And, I'm starting to forget how to use them. I found a few videos about Singlish and it's so funny! But, the internationals couldn't understand. To them, it's totally another new language. While doing the ppt, I realised how much I love Singapore as my homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd April&lt;/span&gt; - Pierick (French) drove Zhiyin, Lauren (English), Yan (Russian) and I to Colmar, France. We just walked around the small city and took pictures. Had a chat on a table while we went to visit Pierrick's sister's restaurant. Surprisingly, I bought nothing. I merely enjoyed the visit with internationals. I like France, everywhere seems so pretty and I love their designs of the infrastructures. I even love their French words, it looks so classy and sounds nice. I'm determined to learn French after Japanese. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comment vas tu? Enseigne moi le Français!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd_DU2ictiI/AAAAAAAAEoM/o6VlaCBZMbY/s1600-h/DSC08510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd_DU2ictiI/AAAAAAAAEoM/o6VlaCBZMbY/s320/DSC08510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323188047580018210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even their Post Box is as cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd to 5th April&lt;/span&gt; - Berlin Trip with the class! Shall not elaborate much, let the pictures do the job but overall it was FUN! And, we went into a Singapore Restaurant in Berlin! :D We had a long 7 hours journey though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th April&lt;/span&gt; - We cooked Chinese Dinner for our class of 30 people. A few of them did not come but it was still great. We prepared a lot of food and all of them said it was nice! We could even open a Chinese Restaurant in Mosbach. We probably will close down in Singapore. Haha! I never thought our cooking skills are quite good. I din really eat as I was so full after cooking and I think it's a good way to slim down! Lol! I felt as full after cooking when before, we were still thinking how to save the food for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9th April&lt;/span&gt; - Pierrick drove Zhiyin, Annemari and I to a place in Mosbach where there is beautiful sceneries to take photos since the weather is so good. I took LOTS of pictures and because of the sunny weather, the pictures seem so pretty with my lousy camera. Camwhore time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd_CRKsOi5I/AAAAAAAAEoE/tbkvQg7pzAc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd_CRKsOi5I/AAAAAAAAEoE/tbkvQg7pzAc/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323186884758637458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only 2 pictures are from the DSLR (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's said to be Good Friday. It doesn't seem so. Nothing really cheers me up. I'm in bed the whole morning, talked to mum &amp;amp; kor and cleaned my dusty room. On a lighter note, I'm off to Swiss for Easter holidays tomorrow! Back with more photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View them on Picasa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 days, still counting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I miss everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Esp, you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd-81TTs59I/AAAAAAAAEn8/AG0cSs8YQe4/s1600-h/headqm0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd-81TTs59I/AAAAAAAAEn8/AG0cSs8YQe4/s320/headqm0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323180908477212626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5193396048519900813?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5193396048519900813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5193396048519900813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-weeks-d.html' title='2 weeks left! :D'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/Sd_DU2ictiI/AAAAAAAAEoM/o6VlaCBZMbY/s72-c/DSC08510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-9193731294852323702</id><published>2009-03-23T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:00:20.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR!</title><content type='html'>Dearie! It's your birthday today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY BABY BOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScYyTTB5GSI/AAAAAAAADyo/YB1LIxFLwgU/s1600-h/happybirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScYyTTB5GSI/AAAAAAAADyo/YB1LIxFLwgU/s320/happybirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315991717264562466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm really sorry for not celebrating your birthday this time round. I will make up for you, okay? Pls say yes~ Hehe. Anyway, I guessed you have received my little present by now. Nothing special but I hope to do sth for you on your birthday. I'm glad that your friends are celebrating your birthday with you because I don't want you to have a lonely birthday. It's another 32 days! I'm so excited to see you at the airport. I am still wondering what surprise did you have for me. I'm awaiting patiently for that day to arrive. I miss you dearly. Do enjoy your birthday celebration alright? I'll be back to celebrate your belated birthday with you. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School work has been real sucky last week. We were rushing out the Finance project while we have to study for Economics which I had no clue abt the theory behind it except knowing Mervyn King, George Soros, Paul Volcker, Alan Greenspan and John Paulson being the important persons in Economics. However, all these shit ended on Friday and finally I felt a heavy rock slipped down my shoulder. Friday's plan of going to Wurzburg was cancelled due to the expensive tickets that we have to pay. Imagine paying $19.50 Sg dollars for a round trip to somewhere you're not sure if you'll see something nice. I would rather spend them on shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I really spend that money on shopping the next day to Metzingen Outlet City, a city of branded factory outlets together with Zhiyin, Kenny and 2 other British, English or whatever you called it. I'm not that into branded goods thus I only got those cheap stuffs. I bought a few t-shirts for Dear and Kor, a shaw for myself and some Lindt Swiss Chocolates. Mum's present gotta be a big one thus I'm saving the money for her! :) Not that it seems that I'm not buying anything for mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole luggage now is flooded with my shopping bags and I'm going to send these back to Singapore once I finish packing my stuffs. Probably soon before my package reach later than I do. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Singapore badly now, yet feeling a tinge of not bearing to leave this place. And, I really wonder if I'll meet these people again in the future. It's such a weird thing when you realise meeting these people during an exchange program might be just an experience in your life and not a friend whereby you can meet them anytime you miss them because we're just too far apart. Maybe 10 years down the road, they are just part of your memories. Well, that's reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScYy3oANV5I/AAAAAAAADyw/vJGXUBKvi64/s1600-h/i_miss_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScYy3oANV5I/AAAAAAAADyw/vJGXUBKvi64/s200/i_miss_you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315992341369935762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then again,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, my birthday boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-9193731294852323702?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/9193731294852323702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/9193731294852323702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-dear.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScYyTTB5GSI/AAAAAAAADyo/YB1LIxFLwgU/s72-c/happybirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-2866917198236263512</id><published>2009-03-18T08:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:14:06.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy me! Updates!</title><content type='html'>I'm soooooo lazy to update these few weeks. Hehs. Pardon me! Hmm.. Let's start from the first weekend that I did not blog which is on... 7th March that weekend. That week was bad because I was down with cold again! ): Din really travel. I finally decided to see the doctor as it got worse each day. I was coughing and sneezing badly since the trip back from Dusseldorf. I think that was when I got the virus from either Cat or Zhihui when we are in the same hostel room for a night. Boo.. The consultation here is more expensive with the medicine costs! I felt their doctor here has a more thorough check than the one in Singapore. At least, they don't just ask what are your symptoms and listen to your lungs and that's it! They even checked if it was a virus or bacteria. If you learn Biology, you will know that antibiotics doesn't help cure/kill virus. So, they checked if you have pain in your ears, backaches and probably extract your blood out for examining if there is bacteria infection. Sometimes, it happens to me that I have pain in my ears but the doctors in Singapore don't ask! They just prescribed the medicine. Talking about medicine, Germany's medicine has good reputation and are mostly produced locally yet it costs a BOMB! The doctor prescribed like a nose spray and medium sized liquid for cough. It costs like 20 euro ish for both! Plus, the 10 euro for first-time consultation, I will be like spending 60 Sg dollars to consult a doctor in Germany when I'm not even having serious Cold and fever! Thus, I only bought a small-sized liquid for cough (20ml) which costs like 9.45 euro. It can lasts for 5-6 days according to the pharmacist. Luckily, I recovered after several days of hot lemon water and medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBG4NxROaI/AAAAAAAADuI/HrAJRF7f7A0/s1600-h/DSC07815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBG4NxROaI/AAAAAAAADuI/HrAJRF7f7A0/s200/DSC07815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314325491880114594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left to Right:&lt;/span&gt; 20ml Liquid for Cough, Hot Lemon Water Powder &amp;amp; Tissue given by the Pharmacist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Law for 2 weeks have been tedious with law projects and law exam to prepare. It was quite different from what I've learnt in NYP about Singapore Business Law. I still prefer how Martin Lee teach law. I can be so interested in his lesson but not here in Germany. Our prof is from Texas. She is a lawyer tgt with his husband and 1 of her Son, a prosecutor. She told us about how great her other 3 sons did well in their careers. It is incredible. Well well, her lessons don't really caught my attention even if she uses examples from our real life. I just hope my law project and exam goes well. I did put in a lot of effort in Law. I did not even have the time to watch my videos last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had retail theraphy on the second weekend at Heidelberg! I simply love the city. The street designs are great! Even if I don't buy anything (unlike me, so it wont happen), I will still enjoy window shopping there. After shopping, we went to the Neckar River Bridge. It is GORGEOUS! I walked up the bridge with the breeze and beautiful music by the street talents and we are just at the right time when the sun is setting. I did enjoy that beautiful scenery even though it was freezing then. It will be 1 of the destinations I want to go back again with my love ones. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBJV9tQ88I/AAAAAAAADuQ/P4NsB31EHsM/s1600-h/DSC07900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBJV9tQ88I/AAAAAAAADuQ/P4NsB31EHsM/s320/DSC07900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314328201987683266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zoe, my typical overseas photo again! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekends after our Law exams on Friday morning, Zhiyin and I headed to Vienna on one of our international friend's car. He is from Hungary and he offered to drive us since he is visiting his friend at Vienna. We shared the Petrol costs and it's like twice the cost in Singapore. =X We were on a 7 hrs-ish journey from Mosbach to Vienna. Imagine how much each has to pay. It's 48 euro per pax, to and fro. Damn damn exp! But, it's still cheaper than by train or plane. Nevertheless, it is still considered a low budget trip since we got a cheap and great hostel beside this GRAND HOTEL with the SAME BEAUTIFUL VIEW OF THE WHOLE OF VIENNA. I tell you, the night view of Vienna from the hill top is DAMN GORGEOUS! It's as breathtaking in the morning as well! I'm glad we chose to book 4-bed female dorms instead of 2-bed private room because we got the whole room for ourselves for 2 nights! OMG, the room is so clean and most importantly, it has a door that leads to the sceneric view of Vienna! Guess what, we only paid like 33 euro per person for both nights! How great is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBYdqeYb7I/AAAAAAAADuw/rENrAEgfFAY/s1600-h/DSC08183+Stitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBYdqeYb7I/AAAAAAAADuw/rENrAEgfFAY/s320/DSC08183+Stitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314344826938355634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The morning view of Vienna.&lt;br /&gt; It's even nicer during the night time but my Cybershot is capturing nice night pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday in Vienna was rather shopping for souvenirs since most of the shops are closed on Sunday. Zhiyin and I both had a great time figuring out the way to their City Centre and shopping streets while dropping by their Flea Market where Zhiyin got a valuable gold watch which doesn't run by battery for 8 euros (i don't know what is the actual word for that kind of watch) and I got a small black coin purse for 1 euro. Though we had rushed for the time when the shops are closing at 6pm on Sat, we had a fun time going around the streets, asking people for directions and surprisingly they do speak basic English (unlike some of the Germans)! Dinner was sharing of a HUGE Pork Cutlet (Schnitzel), very famous in Vienna. I don't have the photos but it's about 30cm diameter. It's the size of the 30cm round plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday in Vienna was really a half day tour around their historical buildings with Zhiyin as my 'tour guide' which is really her ambition. Haha! A good attempt though. She led me with a map she has on her hands all the time. We practically walked through all the important buildings, well not knowing what it really stands for but we took loads of pictures! Somehow, it looks all the same to me. Lol! What is fascinating is probably the horses with carriage that are on the roads. It is damn cool! Too bad, it's too expensive to sit on them. 40 euros for 20mins, are you willing to sit on them? I think it's because of the price, most of the horses are left standing on the side of the roads waiting for passengers. I pity those horses on such bad weather, they must have been cold and hungry. They can't even move until the owners instruct them to. ): *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myphotoalbum account has been suspended thus, I found another website to upload my photos which is even more convenient. I used myphotoalbum graphic at the side of the bar to link to my Picasa Web Album. Hehe. (: I've uploaded the latest photos up! You can view them at &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jiaying.trust"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/jiaying.trust&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 days left! I'm like missing Singapore more than often. Now, I really understand the meaning of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore is my homeland.&lt;/span&gt;" I'm counting down to meeting my Dear, family and friends! It's until I've left Singapore for so long that I realised how much I miss every single one and things in Singapore. Not to mention, how much I've been missing him since we parted at the Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days to your Birthday! I'm sorry I couldn't celebrate with you, my Dear. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBTqKUcz2I/AAAAAAAADuY/sDkk9l0-uGU/s1600-h/miss_you_00a8dd01ad7aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBTqKUcz2I/AAAAAAAADuY/sDkk9l0-uGU/s200/miss_you_00a8dd01ad7aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314339544086925154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All along, I've been missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-2866917198236263512?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2866917198236263512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/2866917198236263512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-me-updates.html' title='Lazy me! Updates!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/ScBG4NxROaI/AAAAAAAADuI/HrAJRF7f7A0/s72-c/DSC07815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5644573552932914683</id><published>2009-02-28T06:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T06:52:56.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faschings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Hey there! I haven't been blogging for the past 2 weeks. Pardon me for my busy schedule! Well, it was the Fasching Week for the Germans as known as the Carnival Week. We were lucky to witness this great event because every year, there's only 1 period whereby they celebrate this Christian event. This event goes around the whole Europe, different countries having different periods of Carnivals. I attended a few of the Faschings. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last weekend, a group of internationals and the 4 of us went to Cologne and Dusseldorf for a night. We experienced 2 Faschings and I think it was a good experience for me. If you were to ask if I would attend such an event again, I would say no. It's not because it's boring, it's just that the event is more appealing to kids than to adults. During the Faschings, people get to wear all kinds of costumes, from colourful costumes to characters costumes. You can see it when I post the photos up on the web. Myphotoalbum account is expiring soon. Will try to fix it soon. At Cologne that we went on the Second day, Zhi Yin and I bought quite a lot of souvenirs. Their souvenirs are really not cheap! If you compare it to China, you can buy a dozen of them! And, I spent quite a sum of money on them. I have yet to buy any souvenirs so I shall not safe on them. One of them that I bought has a special meaning to me and Dear. It is a musical merry-go-round that has a music from the Korean Drama 天国的阶梯. It is very meaningful for us. Thus, I bought it. At first, I din know that was the song in the drama but I like the music when I first heard it. It somehow stirs up my feeling. I went back the seond time to buy it after much consideration because the price was steep. I'm glad that I bought it. It took us 6 hours to travel all the way to Cologne. I don't want to regret not buying it. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Talking about Faschings, I attended 3 which 2 of them were Fasching Parades, 1 is at Cologne while another is at Gundelsheim, a class outing. They have people walking down the roads, some with cars and vans, regardless what age they are. They threw sweets to the public and everyone tried to catch them with plastic bags and umbrellas. To me, catching of sweets is just for kids. I just tried to catch a few that lands near me, just to fit in to the atmosphere.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This week has been a better study week compared to the previous 2 weeks. Last week was terrible with IT modules! Though the prof is kind and helpful, but his lesson was soooooo boring! Even those hardworking Germans couldn't stand his lessons. Sometimes, I felt pity for him because nobody was listening. I tried to listen and follow during lab lessons. He is so old and it feels so bad to ignore him. ): Luckily, this week we had a professor from Western Washington University to teach us Organisation. I must admit I learnt a lot in her class and time passed faster each day. I wonder how is the next Professor for International Law..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;These 2 weeks have not been really great in terms of my mood. I don't know why but I just don't feel right. And, ytd morning, I scalded my hand when I was taking out the baked garlic bread for Zhi Yin's breakfast. Hopefully it doesn't stays a scar there. It's so like a birthmark now! Hmm.. Now, we have to rush our International Finance project which we have not touched it for the past few weeks. Everyone is complaining the difficulty of the Coursework and I have no clue about European Exchange! I shall start my research tmr, hopefully.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have been trying to cook Chinese food at home and it's always not to my taste. There's always sth missing inside. I miss Singapore delicacies! I must eat it once I reach Singapore! I've been missing the great taste of the Hokkein Mee, Popiah, Rojak, Stingray... I just don't crave for pastas! When everywhere sells pastas and pizzas, I feel sick of having those. However, Turkish Doner is delicious! I'll miss it when I go back to Singapore.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;56 Days left and I'll be back in Singapore. I miss Dear, my Family and friends! Contradictly, I'll miss Germany as well.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I shall turn in now. &lt;br/&gt;Gd morning, Singapore! &lt;br/&gt;Gdnight, Germany!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='right'&gt;&lt;img height='260' width='195' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SahtvNVMb9I/AAAAAAAACeQ/PDag3V6SSmo/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align='right'&gt;&lt;font color='#ff0000'&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to feel you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=41c1e8ca-cec4-4a9d-a3ea-0fdfd2e40e53' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5644573552932914683?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5644573552932914683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5644573552932914683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/02/faschings_28.html' title='Faschings'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SahtvNVMb9I/AAAAAAAACeQ/PDag3V6SSmo/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3752438652482500787</id><published>2009-02-14T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:08:12.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>To all the couples out there, especially Dearie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy V-Day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SZbeBATsahI/AAAAAAAACUc/kp05RnarhSU/s1600-h/2240056805_c33b09fac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SZbeBATsahI/AAAAAAAACUc/kp05RnarhSU/s200/2240056805_c33b09fac3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302669720119175698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I couldn't celebrate Valentines Day with Dearie but we talked on Skype. Hehe. Though we're worlds apart, but the feeling is the same. I love him like how he loves me. (: Dearie, we shall celebrate our post-V-Day when I go back to Singapore. Hees. I can't wait for 24th April to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week, we have no lessons due to Prof Elam having some personal matters to settle. It is saddening and it was difficult for us to understand International Finance when my bro has not even been taught in his University. While we were given assignments to do and self-study, it was changed to Coursework. We don't understand a single thing and we need to do a project on it. How can we possibily do it? I doubt anyone can do a proper Coursework for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, we had Negotiation test. It was quite simple as 90% of the paper was in the sample questions which we had consulted him. (: Hopefully, I can score well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, we had a finance discussion but to no progress. Then, to Zhiyin's place to had our traveling plans after studies. It's not confirmed yet but currently it's like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday - Sunday:&lt;/span&gt; Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday - Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt; UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday - Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; Back to Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday night:&lt;/span&gt; Flying back to Singapore! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, trained to Stuttgart early morning for shopping. Supposedly, we will be going to Outletcity in Stuttgart today but I fell ill in the morning. Probably caught a cold ytd as I din put on my scarf and it was really cold. Had bad headaches and fever, thus shopping at Stuttgart was cancelled today. I rested like the whole morning until I ate cereal &amp;amp; panadol at 3pm. Thank god I'm feeling better now. (: Dearie couldn't stand me for not going to the doctor. Haha. Bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine now. Dear's prawning later with friends. He promised to bring me there when I go back! Hees. Let's see if he'll catch any prawn tonight. I bet not! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SZbbdOPzX8I/AAAAAAAACUU/peNJKKi4Hjo/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SZbbdOPzX8I/AAAAAAAACUU/peNJKKi4Hjo/s320/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302666906362404802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I want a hug from you. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3752438652482500787?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3752438652482500787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3752438652482500787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-3.html' title='Valentines! &lt;3'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SZbeBATsahI/AAAAAAAACUc/kp05RnarhSU/s72-c/2240056805_c33b09fac3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-645726620053902216</id><published>2009-02-14T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:07:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-645726620053902216?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/645726620053902216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/645726620053902216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Alan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8530393525780747891</id><published>2009-02-08T23:38:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:40:42.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosbach</title><content type='html'>Is it because I have not blog for sucha long time and Dear is invading my blog? Hmm.. Btw, I've been real busy and tired for the past few days. That's why I din have the time to update my blog. But, I promise to upload lots of pictures up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in Mosbach now and have settled down in my new house. And, today I just got the time to film my apartment with me alone at home! I'm staying with the landlady (Mrs Bengsch) and her daughter, another 3 Germans studying in BA and Kenny who moved in last weekend. Before I moved into this apartment, I did not expect much, just having internet will do. Never did I expect the apartment will be neatly organised and its great designs! I am very satisfied with the apartment and that it is a blessing to get sucha nice apartment in a single room with wireless internet. Most imptly, I am well-treated by the landlady and her daughter. They are very easy-going and friendly. I couldn't expect anything more from them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs Bengsch Apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9CleCeNLI/AAAAAAAACTk/2rSoEw8vXjk/s1600-h/combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9CleCeNLI/AAAAAAAACTk/2rSoEw8vXjk/s320/combined.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300528497924388018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;The old cat is taking a nap! Cute, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the past 2 weeks, besides having bored orientation in school for 3 days, Charlotte (my landlady's daughter) brought me and the 3 of us out! :D Last Saturday, we went to an old castle, an old town and ludwigsburg castle. Though we did not go into the ludwigsburg castle since we went into many castles during our past excursion trips, we did drop by to take quick pictures of the castle. It is the most beautiful castle among the rest that we went. We shall go there during the Spring period. Anyway, we went shopping around Ludwigsburg and Charlotte drove us to Kaufland to buy groceries before going home. We dun have to carry the heavy groceries back ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Charlotte brought me and Zhiyin to join their Belly Dance lesson. It was fun as we imitate them while they dance. We were warmly invited by the rest of their dancemates even though we know nothing about Belly Dance. Ytd, she brought us to attend Fasching which was organised by her friend. She bought the ticket especially for me even before I moved into the house! The fasching was an eye-opener for us. They have many performance lined up and surprisingly, we were invited on the stage as we were the only internationals there. The feeling was great when you are warmly welcomed by all the people there. We also took a few pictures with a few of them who wore special costumes. There were people role-playing as criminal, wicked witch and priest. The priest looks so real! Haha. Though I have not seen a real one but I've seen it on films. The fasching lasted a little too late and I was falling asleep during the last few performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say Charlotte is really lovely. She helped us find and plan our outing when we wanted to go Stuttgart on Friday. She jotted down all the train schedules and drew me a map of where the shopping area is. I shall plan something for her at the end of my stay here. (: Maybe I can try cooking our local dish using the spices that I brought here. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlotte &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9QNZ_aqUI/AAAAAAAACT0/2_a7p-cGnlU/s1600-h/charlotte+%26+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9QNZ_aqUI/AAAAAAAACT0/2_a7p-cGnlU/s320/charlotte+%26+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300543477683759426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We did not wear the same designs on purpose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about Stuttgart, the four of us and Cat(rin), our friend from Texas, we went to Wilhelma Zoo on Friday since the Negotation exam is postponed to next Fri! Europe's biggest Zoological Garden as stated in the Negotiation case study. Haha. At first, due to the constructions, we were quite disheartened but when we walked further in, we were amazed by how near we can get to the animals. You can literally walked into their habitats because there was no barrier! Can you imagine we can actually touch the penguins with our bare hands! The animals in the zoo seems so happy, unlike those in Singapore Zoo. Well, they should be happy since they have such a good life there with nice habitat and good food. I guess the visitors will also feel happy to watch the birds chirp happily and animals chewing on their food so happily. And, one thing that I observed.. Unlike all the other animals, Monkeys behave very humanly. When you look into their eyes, you know what they are trying to say. When they are bored, they will lie down with their chin on their hands. I never know monkeys behave like this. Now, I really believe maybe in the past, humans are really monkeys. Well, well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wilhelma Zoological&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY8yyDSEJ9I/AAAAAAAACS0/xomvgDoqsKg/s1600-h/combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY8yyDSEJ9I/AAAAAAAACS0/xomvgDoqsKg/s320/combined.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300511121894287314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gorilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9Fdc4EZGI/AAAAAAAACTs/UpcH6uxaM6k/s1600-h/gorilla+combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9Fdc4EZGI/AAAAAAAACTs/UpcH6uxaM6k/s320/gorilla+combined.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300531658708247650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't they look like humans? Look at their fingers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than having outings, Zhiyin and I with 3 other internationals (UK, US &amp;amp; Finland) went for Aerobics organised by BA Sports on Tue! While it was free, we get to exercise instead of storing fats everyday. (: I think I underestimated their aerobics. It was so tough! I had Aerobics back in Singapore a few years ago and it wasn't that bad! Rah. I really need some vigorous exercise. I am going next tue! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just joined Facebook a few days ago though I rejected joining many times. The only reason that I joined is because I dun wanna lose contact with the internationals. They only have Facebook, that's why. Well, it wasn't that bad afterall. It's kor's fault! He always plays games on Facebook that I thought that Facebook = Playing Online Games. While I need some time to explore my Facebook, I'll upload some photos up when I'm free. Currently, I'm still using myphotoalbum to upload my Germany photos. I've just updated them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends who are taking Exams tmr:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear has gone to Philippines with his classmates. He shld be back by Thur. Perhaps, it's time to talk things out. And I'm doubting this sentence below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Baroness Orczy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; an explanation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8530393525780747891?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8530393525780747891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8530393525780747891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/02/mosbach.html' title='Mosbach'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SY9CleCeNLI/AAAAAAAACTk/2rSoEw8vXjk/s72-c/combined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4366295775242627172</id><published>2009-02-04T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:56:17.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hacked!</title><content type='html'>I am invading your blog.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you that I am going Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;I will be back in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of urself.&lt;br /&gt;Buy some chips or bread so that when you are hungry you can eat.&lt;br /&gt;Bread would be preferred though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me. &lt;br /&gt;I will have fun during this one week&lt;br /&gt;while you have your THREE MONTHS PLUS(one day it will be payback time, you watch out) of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call mummy if you want to me let me know anything. I will call back home when I am there but I won't call you because I am angry at you going overseas for so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn in early because I want you to look good and not look like a lao ah ma during our wedding. Don't sleep late though I know you will. Try not to snack though I know you will also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you! YES YOU! no one else. Better take care&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like allswell advertisement. Ya la. I copy them one. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4366295775242627172?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4366295775242627172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4366295775242627172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-hacked.html' title='Blog Hacked!'/><author><name>Alan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7603559386780893369</id><published>2009-01-24T16:50:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:08:44.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schwetzingen</title><content type='html'>Hey dudes! I'm back to update before I move over to my new apartment in Mosbach. I dunno how the apartment will be like. I dun wanna expect too much. At least, I have internet access there! :D That makes me happy for awhile. Haha. I'll take a few pictures of my new apartment and room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs, we went for excursion to Schwetzingen, another castle in germany. I think Heidelberg is much more nicer than Schwetzingen because it is famous for its garden, yet we are in winter, there was no flowers. That explains why it isn't as pretty as the germans describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some pictures I've taken in Schwetzingen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjG7c8ZFI/AAAAAAAACRc/Zrk1dopZdTs/s1600-h/DSC06884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjG7c8ZFI/AAAAAAAACRc/Zrk1dopZdTs/s320/DSC06884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294794020105249874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schwetzingen Schloss (Castle in German)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjZDZez1I/AAAAAAAACRk/WbYELqGjdhk/s1600-h/DSC06881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjZDZez1I/AAAAAAAACRk/WbYELqGjdhk/s200/DSC06881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294794331475857234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjdtuCyII/AAAAAAAACRs/WqyXkI3bCuQ/s1600-h/DSC06883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjdtuCyII/AAAAAAAACRs/WqyXkI3bCuQ/s200/DSC06883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294794411555866754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjkEEPo2I/AAAAAAAACR0/979VhgIlQRw/s1600-h/DSC06889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjkEEPo2I/AAAAAAAACR0/979VhgIlQRw/s200/DSC06889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294794520633779042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjwycWkGI/AAAAAAAACR8/3MQk8d7ZFBA/s1600-h/DSC06897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjwycWkGI/AAAAAAAACR8/3MQk8d7ZFBA/s200/DSC06897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294794739241357410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside Schloss garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrldv4aIfI/AAAAAAAACSk/zLr6hfbeL7Y/s1600-h/DSC06898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrldv4aIfI/AAAAAAAACSk/zLr6hfbeL7Y/s320/DSC06898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796611159466482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrkclrK8II/AAAAAAAACSc/00XyXlEDVWk/s1600-h/DSC06901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrkclrK8II/AAAAAAAACSc/00XyXlEDVWk/s200/DSC06901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294795491728093314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrkXgmvtCI/AAAAAAAACSU/pajOxf2CmfE/s1600-h/DSC06899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrkXgmvtCI/AAAAAAAACSU/pajOxf2CmfE/s200/DSC06899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294795404468007970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The streets at Schwetzingen, pretty isn't it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather in Germany is going up and down now. The snow on the grass has melted as the temperature now is getting warmer. I can see rabbits hopping around outside my hostel. Haha! It's so cute. Hmm.. I'm waiting for spring! So that I dun have wear thick coats. I've taken a picture of Mannheim Uni with and without snows on the floor. It's a big contrast! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrhv9K2AwI/AAAAAAAACRM/PS6W6Hk35Y4/s1600-h/DSC06582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrhv9K2AwI/AAAAAAAACRM/PS6W6Hk35Y4/s320/DSC06582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294792525917586178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrhv9K2AwI/AAAAAAAACRM/PS6W6Hk35Y4/s1600-h/DSC06582.JPG"&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrh7K5PuII/AAAAAAAACRU/jleHjmzu01w/s1600-h/DSC06860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrh7K5PuII/AAAAAAAACRU/jleHjmzu01w/s320/DSC06860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294792718580430978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;University of Mannheim. Without snow, the ground looks so empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received some informations about my timetable in Mosbach. There's orientation next week and lessons officially starts on next Fri. We will be taking 8 modules in total including HR, Organisation, Negotiation, IT, International Finance, International Marketing, Economics and International Law. It's alot compared to NYP. But, their studying system is finish 1 module by 1 module. Meaning we study HR for the whole week and they give you another week to study and you'll be tested in the following week. They dun teach all the modules tgt like what we did in NYP. I think we can focus better this way. That's why Singaporeans that come here for study will find it more relaxing, not that stress as compared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming real soon! It's another 2 days. Tmr will be the eve of CNY. My family will be having Reunion dinner outside and when they come back after dinner, I'll skype with them. Hees. Dear, dun worry, I've booked a time for you to skype with me too! Haha. Over here in Germany, we also have a CNY party with the other internationals. Although it'll be more like a party than CNY but at least we get to celebrate. (: Before CNY is over, let me wish everyone, esp Dear and my family 恭喜发财，事事顺利！This trip to Germany I really missed out alot of occasions. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going for shopping later before I leave Mannheim! :D So, look forward to my updates again! Misses! Myphotoalbum updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrnAtQXoNI/AAAAAAAACSs/PLWZaafOV60/s1600-h/I_Miss_You_by_Nihal82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrnAtQXoNI/AAAAAAAACSs/PLWZaafOV60/s200/I_Miss_You_by_Nihal82.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294798311261708498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey, I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7603559386780893369?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7603559386780893369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7603559386780893369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/01/schwetzingen.html' title='Schwetzingen'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXrjG7c8ZFI/AAAAAAAACRc/Zrk1dopZdTs/s72-c/DSC06884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8013616629551176589</id><published>2009-01-17T03:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T06:12:30.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! :D I'm back to update on my blog! Hah. We went for an excursion trip to Heidelberg ytd. It was really pretty! Just like the scenery that appears in fairytales? It's damn nice! You shld go click on myphotoalbum to look at it. It's really GORGEOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sneak previews of Heidelberg:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhfHhoxlI/AAAAAAAACO4/6hvE9RW4If0/s1600-h/DSC06739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhfHhoxlI/AAAAAAAACO4/6hvE9RW4If0/s200/DSC06739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977486872659538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDjwTkKc_I/AAAAAAAACPQ/I1rGidPZaoE/s1600-h/DSC06750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDjwTkKc_I/AAAAAAAACPQ/I1rGidPZaoE/s200/DSC06750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291979981185512434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part of the Castle was destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhWSFKe5I/AAAAAAAACOw/ihin_RMvXlE/s1600-h/DSC06712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhWSFKe5I/AAAAAAAACOw/ihin_RMvXlE/s200/DSC06712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977335087201170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDj5c1nhJI/AAAAAAAACPY/bRI0R1dtjpA/s1600-h/DSC06851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDj5c1nhJI/AAAAAAAACPY/bRI0R1dtjpA/s200/DSC06851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291980138293462162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The streets at Heidelberg is really pretty, esp at night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDgtvYUwSI/AAAAAAAACOo/VyFN_u5__04/s1600-h/DSC06743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDgtvYUwSI/AAAAAAAACOo/VyFN_u5__04/s320/DSC06743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291976638577557794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear, I want you beside me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhm7NpHAI/AAAAAAAACPA/JyNpPLzqPiM/s1600-h/DSC06738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhm7NpHAI/AAAAAAAACPA/JyNpPLzqPiM/s320/DSC06738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977621006523394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our German class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German lesson is getting bored each time as our teacher is teaching grammars which was really difficult to rmb. Whatever it is, today we had our 2nd half of our lesson at Mannheim castle (our school's castle). Only 1 of the rooms is not destroyed and left behind. The rest were rebuilt. It was cool. I din go into their history tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Wed it snowed! How I wish Dear was there with me! The snow wasn't as pretty as I first saw at Korea. It wasn't snowflakes. More to Ice Kachangs. Haha! It's still pretty anyway, so it's okay. Haha. Took lots of pictures. Have yet to take them from Zhiyin. Shall take it from her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Wed night, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to cook our local dishes for our international friends. With the limited ingredients we found in their supermarket, we cooked instant Mee Goreng, instant Curry noodles, hard-boiled eggs and baked honey chicken wings. I guess they quite like them. Haha. It's quite sad that we couldn't really cook our local dishes due to the ingredients. Hmm.. Hopefully they enjoyed it. We took a picture with them in the kitchen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDi-X0rjEI/AAAAAAAACPI/ouMaaGB8V7E/s1600-h/DSC06688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDi-X0rjEI/AAAAAAAACPI/ouMaaGB8V7E/s320/DSC06688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291979123335072834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From left to right: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny, Zhi Yin, Zhi Hui, me, Lauren, Drew &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's still okay over here. Facilities are not bad. I'm adapting better each day. The weather is still as dry. I cant help but my throat and nose feel so dry every morning. And, I'm actually having a sore throat right now! Eww. It sucks! I'm like coughing non-stop now. Shits. It hurts. I think I got a slight fever just now. My body felt warm with my windows opened. But, I'm okay now. Dear wanted me to see the doctor. Well, the Doc here is really exp. I think I'll pop in some medicine and I shld be alright. Dun worry okay, my dearest! (: I'll be alright! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on webcam with Dear almost every night. Dear and I were like saying "We're lucky that webcam exist! If not, what are we going to do?" Then we wont be able to see each other for like 4 months! When Dear is fetching me back from the airport, he will be shocked to see a double-sized me! Haha! Of cos I dun want that to happen! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to cut down the intake and expenditure as well. But, I guess I failed. I'm like spending alot on food? Nah! That's shouldn't be the way. On diet next week! hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs* Catch my updates soon!&lt;br /&gt;I've uploaded pictures on myphotoalbum. Click the icon on the left bar to link to the website!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dearest Zoe drew me this snowman! So cute! Thanks, my girl! :D She drew it with her nails on the phone. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXEF9XQ16BI/AAAAAAAACPg/ZTLpFaQuabY/s1600-h/Snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXEF9XQ16BI/AAAAAAAACPg/ZTLpFaQuabY/s200/Snowman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292017588911859730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I really miss you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls take good care of yourself! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8013616629551176589?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8013616629551176589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8013616629551176589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SXDhfHhoxlI/AAAAAAAACO4/6hvE9RW4If0/s72-c/DSC06739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4643528982246067171</id><published>2009-01-13T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:04:08.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mannheim (Germany)</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post. Hah. I guess everyone's looking forward to my photos. Well, I'm uploading them up on myphotoalbum instead of blogging out the photos since it will take like years to do so. Anyway, I've chatted with a few of my friends, family and of cos my dearest! I guess you all shld know it's really COLD here, and I mean REAL COLD. I think I shouldn't mention much on the negative-degrees-Celsius temperature here. Just look at the pictures below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is taken from google, probably during Spring season.&lt;br /&gt;The one on the right is taken by me, during Winter season.&lt;br /&gt;See the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWuhDLT9azI/AAAAAAAACOQ/tXVVP4t8e7U/s1600-h/Mannheim-Wasserturm-2005-06-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWuhDLT9azI/AAAAAAAACOQ/tXVVP4t8e7U/s200/Mannheim-Wasserturm-2005-06-26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499263224965938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWug9vZVwYI/AAAAAAAACOI/l3dm1bKOZv4/s1600-h/DSC06619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWug9vZVwYI/AAAAAAAACOI/l3dm1bKOZv4/s200/DSC06619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499169831993730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really tired the past few days because of jet lag. Thus, I din have the energy to blog too. We have been familiarising the surroundings and adapting to independent life over here in Mannheim. We were given a room for each person. At first, I was afraid to slp alone in the hostel itself as their corridor were really dark w/o switching on the automatic light that will turn off itself after awhile. So, I slept 2 nights at Zhiyin's room. Until, we got our internet done with the internet cable and some lan settings, I moved back to my room. At least I have the privacy to Skype-d with Dear and family now. I miss them badly. I miss every single thing back in Singapore. I miss my friends, my comfy bed, the familiar surrounding in Singapore. The thought of going back to Singapore immediately did struck my mind. I miss Dear so much! He send sms to me whenever he's missing me. Every sms he sent me always makes me happy. It makes my day. I really miss him so much. ): At least now we can skype but sometimes it's so lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a few international students who come from all over the world. The ones I remembered are US, UK, Taiwan, Finland, Africa and Korea. Most of them are from US and when we talked to them, we had to follow their slangs too. Not only English must slang, Chinese also needed slang. Cos we need to use proper Chinese to talk to the Taiwanese. Hah. How funny. We're in the middle. The lessons are supposed to start today but they gave us a welcome presentation instead and a small test for those who know basic German. That is for separating classes. For us, we din know any German, we're released early today. We window-shopped ard the city again then went to Ikea with the sch. Bought a few utensils for our hostel. They did not provide us any. While rushing the bus that comes every half an hour, I slipped and fell. Buttocks hurt so much. ): Luckily I was on my backpack, if not my head would have hit the road. But, at least I got back on time to skype with dear. I miss him. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon when I'm free. Look for my photos in the myphotoalbum. (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of you! Esp my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWudgUd2NmI/AAAAAAAACNw/sgHzDhu4jEM/s1600-h/DSC06454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWudgUd2NmI/AAAAAAAACNw/sgHzDhu4jEM/s320/DSC06454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290495365852051042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you badly, dear. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mannheim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWudwaACYtI/AAAAAAAACN4/mxPq_MABPpU/s1600-h/DSC06606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWudwaACYtI/AAAAAAAACN4/mxPq_MABPpU/s320/DSC06606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290495642215539410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4643528982246067171?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4643528982246067171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4643528982246067171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/01/mannheim-germany.html' title='Mannheim (Germany)'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWuhDLT9azI/AAAAAAAACOQ/tXVVP4t8e7U/s72-c/Mannheim-Wasserturm-2005-06-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4319542529708357389</id><published>2009-01-06T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:54:04.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before flying.</title><content type='html'>I guess this should be the last post that I'll be blogging in Singapore. I'm afraid I'll be busy going out with family and friends the next 2 days. Clock past 12, means I'm left with 1 day plus in Singapore. A bit of excitement, a bit of joy, a bit of worried and a lot of misses! It feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, checklist is really irritating. Too much to bring and I havent got all dumped in the luggage yet. Because I'm bringing out these things the past few days. I need a full 2 hrs to pack everything in. Hmm. Wed is the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, please take care of yourself wherever you go. Dun worry about me, I'll update you my whereabouts. Keep yourself occupied with work. But, not too busy pls. Dun overwork yourself. Have your 3 meals. Go out with your friends if there are activities. Dun be home all day. You'll feel lethargic and listless whole day. Be safe and I'll be safe in Germany too. 23rd April, I'll see you back in the airport waiting for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWI5M631bCI/AAAAAAAACNo/MpF9ZjyQx4g/s1600-h/honey_i__m_leaving_town___by_poop_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWI5M631bCI/AAAAAAAACNo/MpF9ZjyQx4g/s320/honey_i__m_leaving_town___by_poop_art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287851806611041314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1 day 23 hrs 34 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;before I departure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4319542529708357389?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4319542529708357389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4319542529708357389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-flying.html' title='before flying.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SWI5M631bCI/AAAAAAAACNo/MpF9ZjyQx4g/s72-c/honey_i__m_leaving_town___by_poop_art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6421907761154084217</id><published>2009-01-01T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:12:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! (:</title><content type='html'>A year has passed just like that and we are looking forward to Year 2009. Have you all done anything meaningful this year? Or simply wasting your time with your same old routine everyday? Hmm.. Whenever festive seasons come, esp Christmas and New Year, I always feel that the previous has only took place ytd. If you know what I mean. Anyway, I've changed my skin, not because it's a new year but the previous skin's designer has exceeded her bandwidth and I did not save the picture. So.. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My 2008 resolution:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Much better GPA for this Sem&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;s&gt;Improve on my dance&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No 'big quarrels' between me and dear! ):&lt;br /&gt;-Stay HAPPY! :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;s&gt;Slim down&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my 2008 resolutions, I failed to fulfil 2 of them. Boo. ): Yup, my GPA indeed got better in 2008. Dear and I still quarrel but not those serious kind. But, which couples dun quarrel? Haha. Quarrels just make us understand each other better. (: Of course, I'm still a happy bird with Dear's dote, family's love and friends' company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not post my 2009 resolution. Shall keep it with me. Hopefully it's not a disappointment this time. I'll make sure every single one are fulfilled. Heh. Btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy New Year! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's us all move on to a brand new year - 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6 days left to Germany. Air Tickets bought.&lt;br /&gt;The feelings was immediate. Ytd, I was still on the phone with Zhi Yin. We were there saying "Why dun we feel the sense of urgency that we're going to Germany, although we are only left with a few days in Singapore?". I think maybe air tickets was one problem. Another, it's today that I really started packing my luggage and that I realised time wasn't enough. Next wed is my departure date. I can really feel it. Maybe because it's the start of year 2009. Dear told me the same thing. He was afraid. I am too. In my heart. I fear the unfamiliar place that I'm going. I fear the surrounding. I fear the loneliness. I fear that I wasn't prepared to go at all. I fear things don't go my way. I fear of every single thing. But, what I can only do is to face the fact that I'm leaving my comfort zone, to be independent and solve problems myself. I'm learning things from scratch. Dear, let me learn. I'll show you the independent side of me. I can take care of myself and I will, for you. I'll keep you updated with all my activities. Dun worry about me and take care of yourself. I'll be back soon! You will see me back in Airport when you come and fetch me. Hopefully, by then I'm not growing rounder. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear, wait for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks for all your understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6421907761154084217?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6421907761154084217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6421907761154084217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year! (:'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4338995429456634854</id><published>2008-12-27T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:30:59.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i?</title><content type='html'>Steamboat at home was great with Dear's cooking skills. (: Sing K, play badminton, had Steamboat. We enjoyed ourselves. All thanks to Dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm leaving very soon. Sooner than I realised. Time passes so quickly. Another 11 days. Every night having the thought of being at Germany, felt insecure, felt like withdrawing, felt like giving up. At the same time, not wanting to waste all my efforts and go on studying Sem 2. The projs sucks big time. My girls are whining how different grouping can be such a bitch and projs after projs can be that irritating. 30 Dec 2008, the official dismissal from my school lessons. From this day till 7th Jan 2009, what are the last few things do I need to do? Packing up my feelings? Or simply enjoying that few days in Singapore till I departure? Hah. Sounds like I'm leaving the world. Alright, let's not go on with this draggy thoughts of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVWfYDDM_HI/AAAAAAAACNY/idRj6-oi8i4/s1600-h/raining.gif.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVWfYDDM_HI/AAAAAAAACNY/idRj6-oi8i4/s200/raining.gif.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284304973273562226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Was I expecting too much?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have been waiting for that day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, that day you never came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4338995429456634854?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4338995429456634854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4338995429456634854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i.html' title='Am i?'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVWfYDDM_HI/AAAAAAAACNY/idRj6-oi8i4/s72-c/raining.gif.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6528815868349110802</id><published>2008-12-25T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:50:23.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X'mas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVMCkDevpaI/AAAAAAAACNQ/7-QLYRo2Ws8/s1600-h/merry-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVMCkDevpaI/AAAAAAAACNQ/7-QLYRo2Ws8/s200/merry-christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283569606268528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6528815868349110802?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6528815868349110802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6528815868349110802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVMCkDevpaI/AAAAAAAACNQ/7-QLYRo2Ws8/s72-c/merry-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5225056515875638725</id><published>2008-12-24T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:54:50.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz (Being tagged)</title><content type='html'>1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah! The Polar Bear. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Fun-loving, Cute, Cheerful, Friendly and Adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she has done for you.&lt;br /&gt;Bake cookies for me and Ai Fang. :D Actually was for Ai Fang. I stole some to eat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she said to you.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Dunno eh. I only rmb her calling me "JIAYING!" xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I've never thought of that! Cos I'm not a Lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh less. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Still like her laughters. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she dies, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Depressed. Will always rmb her as a friend. (But touchwood la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is it you want to tell he/she now?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat the cookies you bake! Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of he/she?&lt;br /&gt;You're super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Impatient. Emotional. Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and likes you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1) Sakinah (Back to you! :P)&lt;br /&gt;2) Zo-eh&lt;br /&gt;3) Jovena&lt;br /&gt;4) Rachel&lt;br /&gt;5) Serbian&lt;br /&gt;6) Anna&lt;br /&gt;7) Jia Min&lt;br /&gt;8) Joycelyn&lt;br /&gt;9) Shi Mei&lt;br /&gt;10) Florence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 (Anna) having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Not sure for now. Maybe she's seeing somebody. I'm not sure. I should ask her now! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 (Shi Mei) a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no 7. (Jia Min) and 10 (Florence) are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;They are both females. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 (Zoe) studying all about?&lt;br /&gt;Same lo! BM. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.When was the last time you chatted with no.3 (Jovena)?&lt;br /&gt;Just ytd! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What kind of music band does no.8 (Joycelyn) likes?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure eh. Hmm.. Pop songs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Does no.1 (Sakinah) have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Should be. Not sure. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Will you woo no.3 (Jovena) ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Dun want la. Ltr always talk crap to me. Then die! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.How about 7 (Jia Min) ?&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Of cos not! I'll be shoot till death. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Is no.4 (Rachel) single?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Attached with her Sean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.What is the surname of no.5 (Serbian) ?&lt;br /&gt;Lim Ah Bian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What is the hobby of no.10 (Florence) ?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. Play games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Does no.5 (Serbian) &amp;amp; 9 (Shi Mei) get along?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Where is no.2 (Zoe) studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo! Why ask this qns. NYP~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Talk about something for no.1 (Sakinah) ?&lt;br /&gt;POLAR BEAR! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Have you tried developing feelings with no.8 (Joycelyn) ?&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Of cos not! No les allowed~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Where does no.9 (Shi Mei) live in?&lt;br /&gt;Aljunied HDB Flat? Should be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.What colour does no.4 (Rachel) like?&lt;br /&gt;RED! Haha. Her lucky colour for Majiong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Are no.1 (Sakinah) and 5 (Serbian) bestfriends?&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Dunno if they know each other. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Does no.1 (Sakinah) have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno eh. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Is no. 7 (Jia Min) the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! That's a funny qns for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.What is no.10 (Florence) doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Should be sleeping bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Those who wanna try this quiz can do it. Lol. But quite lame. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5225056515875638725?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5225056515875638725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5225056515875638725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiz-being-tagged.html' title='Quiz (Being tagged)'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-6619430545293106887</id><published>2008-12-24T20:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:08:17.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad.</title><content type='html'>Back from Sentosa! :D Luckily we went on Monday. It started raining since ytd. Too bad Dear wasn't there to join my family and my Kor's friends. After checking in the luxury 2-Storey high Siloso Resort, we played Luge Ride. Everyone was having fun! Really, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once is never enough!&lt;/span&gt;". But, i think twice is too much. Lol. Contradicting eh. Hmm.. We played Frisbee and rented bicycle. My mum and I cycled 'Couple Bic'. Haha. Because Mum was scared. Then, we went back to the resort to enjoy our very own jacuzzi. Damn cool! After dinner, we watched the Song of the Sea. It's really pretty with the splashing of water and laser lights, accompanied by music. It's quite worth it as it's only $8 per pax. We had a small gift exchange at night and played some card games. The guys went crazy after drinking alcohol and they went upstairs to party themselves. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my girls the next day at Tampines to Ikea for HRM project. Then, a few of us dine at Manhatten Fish Market and chilled awhile at Starbucks. The guys have really a lot to say. Haha! Let's gather again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I went Singapore Flyer with Dear's family. It was cool~ It'll be even nicer to go up at night. Took a few nice sceneries. And, I know another Dear's secret! :P Someone's afraid of heights. Bleah! *giggles* It feels good to see Dear's family going out together as a whole. How lovely! Train-ed to AMK to have Pepper Lunch and Durian Pancake. Dear's parents both love it lots. Haha. Blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVIzgXVrR1I/AAAAAAAACNI/M41JD23FzaY/s1600-h/DSC05843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVIzgXVrR1I/AAAAAAAACNI/M41JD23FzaY/s200/DSC05843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283341943972775762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Updates on OSEP&lt;/span&gt; - Collected my Visa. Insurance bought. Left with air tickets. We are still waiting for Kenny's aunt to pay for the tickets. Probably by next monday. Another 14 days. I still havent feel the urgency yet. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVIzCU2MrlI/AAAAAAAACNA/eYto-GLfI4M/s1600-h/happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVIzCU2MrlI/AAAAAAAACNA/eYto-GLfI4M/s200/happy-birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283341427907800658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday, Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-6619430545293106887?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6619430545293106887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/6619430545293106887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SVIzgXVrR1I/AAAAAAAACNI/M41JD23FzaY/s72-c/DSC05843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7659707750216977379</id><published>2008-12-20T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:29:42.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy girl!</title><content type='html'>Cheerios! I'm back from KL. Finally, I can find some time to update my little diary. Hah. These 3 weeks have been busy with School projs and ICTs. Although I'm flying overseas for OSEP, still.. I tried to help abit for the projs. Anyway, talking about OSEP, Visa cropped up. Not as in the processing has a problem but the duration was a problem to us as we need it to pay for our tickets. Thus, we went to German embassy again that fri to double check our status. Skipped 2 lectures. The four of us went to Lau Pa Sat to have brunch before I headed down to Novena to meet Zoe and Jovena for Shopping. An impromptu decision. Haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat 6 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - Dear lost the finals of Badminton Doubles competition at Woodlands CC after winning 2 rounds. Although they lost, but i think their opponents are not that skillful either. Just some gays estimating shots that are out. It's like they get 80% of their points are by spotting the balls that are out. -.- How pathetic are they. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun 7 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - Went swimming and bowling at Yishun Safra Club with my family. Then, we had dinner at the new Japan-themed Foodcourt located at Northpoint. Quite a cool experience. Thanks to Jovena's recommendation. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wed 10 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - After Efma tut, I went bugis with Zoe and Jovena to shop again. Hah! Quite long since I went to Bugis and their fashion trend changed quite alot, even their prices are abit steeper now. Had a good chat with them at foodcourt before meeting Dear. And Zoe! You made me laugh like mad that day. LOL. Just nice met Dear while he was on his way back from Zoo with friends for some schools activities. Haha. Sounds like a pri sch excursion trip. hahahah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thur 11 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - Zoe and I decided to roam ard after school. Went to Northpoint and shop abit. Bought 2 tops from Levis Signature, 1 hair dye and 1 hair treatment serum. Freaking cheap man, the hair dye. Guess what? It's only 5 bucks! Hiek hiek, I've got a cheap deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri 12 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - I went Orchard with Jovena. Another impromptu  decision. lol! We shopped ard Heeren, then to Taka, back to Wisma. After which, acc her to Yishun to buy the $5 hair dye. Oh no, I'm shopping non-stop again. How could a girl resist Festive Sales?! Hah. Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat 13 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - Celebrated my early birthday with Family at Orchard. Had dinner at Jade Palace Restaurant located at Forum Shopping Centre then walked down to Tanglin Mall to witness the fake snow. Haa. It was cool! Just as we reached there 5 mins ago,  it started snowing and it lasted for about 15-20 mins. We managed to take some pictures with my phone. Took bus to Dhoby Ghaut MRT station as we sight-viewed the Christmas decor along Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun 14 Dec&lt;/span&gt; - Finally 18 years old! I'm always the youngest but it's okay. When I reach my thirties and forties, I can claim to be younger by 1 years old. Haha! Not much of a celebration but a dinner at Fish&amp;amp;Co Glass House. Thanks for those who have wished me! :D I'm glad you guys still rmb-ed. Once again, Thanks dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Week&lt;/span&gt; - Went to KL for a &lt;s&gt;Getaway Trip&lt;/s&gt; with family. I guess it should be corrected as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopping Trip&lt;/span&gt;. First 2 days, we visited our relatives at KL. They brought us ard the Shopping Centres and to Restaurants for meals. Thereafter, we settled down in our Mandarin Oriental hotel on the third day. I was damn impressed by their services and all. It's like they are there whenever you need them. Haha. What's more? I've got a surprise Belated Birthday Chocolate Ice-Cream Mousse Cake from them! And of cos it's free! I was shocked to see the cake on the table when we came back from our shopping spree. No wonder they are rated the number 1 hotel in Malaysia. Anyway, I spent like a few hundreds on my own shopping. LOL. pardon me for not controlling myself from spending. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OSEP&lt;/span&gt; - It's somehow confirm already. Should be flying on 7th Jan if there's no changes. Visa's confirmed, I'm still left with Insurance and air tickets. I've yet to feel anything. I think when the date is approaching, I'll have lots of thoughts to pen down. What should I feel now? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up soon on myphotoalbum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby, I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7659707750216977379?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7659707750216977379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7659707750216977379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-girl.html' title='Busy girl!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1673580671179943443</id><published>2008-11-29T19:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:39:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah! Good Friday.</title><content type='html'>Some updates for the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Thur&lt;/span&gt; - Trained to Raffles Place early in the morning to do German Visa. Alone at Raffles Place feels weird. You see quite a few adults wearing formal, sitting just beside the grass, smoking. Hah. You know why uh. (Oops. I shldn't laugh at them. I dun wan to be like them in the few years to come.) Btw, I went up the Singapore Land Tower like thrice uh. And, everytime I passed by the security, it's not the same person. How irritating is it to show the Visitor's sticker  thrice and being stopped by the officers thrice to check my bag? Nevertheless, I successfully submitted my Visa documents. Then, met Kor at PS to have lunch at Aji-tei. Fulfilling lunch except having 2 English-speaking-yet-not-educated aunties sitting behind us, purposely making fun of the poor foreign waitress by asking some obvious and silly questions. Like duh! What a turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Fri&lt;/span&gt; - After having EFMA ICA 1, met mum at yck MRT and trained down to Chinatown. Came by an advertisement on Winter clothings promotions. End up, did not buy any since it looks similar to my current one. Instead, bought 5 footwears including 2 that belongs to my mum and 3 belonging to mine. Haha. xD After trying on a few thick winterwear, I can feel my head aching. I guess Singapore's too warm and the oxygen couldn't seem to get into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat&lt;/span&gt; - Stayed home to watch House Bunny with Kor. The story plot not very nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun&lt;/span&gt; - Dear had badminton competition at Woodlands CC. Different scoring system, had a close match but still went into finals (6 Dec)! :D Congrats Dearie! Jia you for the Finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wed&lt;/span&gt; - EFMA tutorial postponed to next week. Had discussion on Law project before meeting Dear at Cwp. Caught &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quantum of Solace&lt;/span&gt;. I dun really like the movie. The story was simple yet confusing, focused too much on the action scenes. Rated 2/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thur&lt;/span&gt; - It's another discussions of projects again. The projects are like never ending. -.- 2 ICAs and 3 Projects for the next 2 weeks. Although I can be said not to bother any of them, but I just couldn't rest assure that everything will be fine. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri &lt;/span&gt;- Outing with my girls was so much fun! :D After watching Rachel's fashion show, traveled down to City Hall. Had lunch at ThaiExpress. Then, we had Ice-cream at 3 different outlets. Haha. Rachel kept craving for Ice-cream. Lol! Tho we did nth much, just kept eating, we had lotsa fun chitchatting at the restaurants. It's always that fun with Rachel around. :D If only, we're still in the same class. Aww. Meet up soon okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up in myphotoalbum soon after blogging! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/STFvMhO_G6I/AAAAAAAACM4/6m0YNe391N8/s1600-h/CIMG0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/STFvMhO_G6I/AAAAAAAACM4/6m0YNe391N8/s200/CIMG0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274118899497900962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every moment I'm missing you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my dearest. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1673580671179943443?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1673580671179943443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1673580671179943443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/11/hah-good-friday.html' title='Hah! Good Friday.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/STFvMhO_G6I/AAAAAAAACM4/6m0YNe391N8/s72-c/CIMG0625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3670173181271631327</id><published>2008-11-19T23:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:12:38.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Germany.</title><content type='html'>Germany Offer Letter is finally here. Felt relieved yet applying for Visa is another bitch thing. Endless of documents to submit. And, the letter came too late la. It's such a rush. Although I excused myself from lectures and tutorials, but I still have to wake up early in the morning tmr to do Visa. RAH! *pray* Please let my Visa be successful! I dun want my results for this sem. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was like the week of rushing of ICAs, mainly the tsk Marketing ICA 1. Damn, why am I putting so much effort. -.- Then, Finance was like wtf difficult. ICT at least I did pass the quiz. And, hopefully I can score for my fav modules - Law &amp;amp; Jap. (: Today's ICT Excel Solver was hell! But still, Zoe I pity you. Haha! I think you offended god previously. Lol! Should go buy lottery. Maybe you'll get some wealth out of that! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Excel Solver, I went to school early in the morning and I went back after ICA. Waited at Causeway Point for Zhi Yin to pass me the Offer Letter while I had a good, full breakfast at Toastbox. Ambiance was perfect with the oldies song and the old century shop design. I guess I should start to learn to be alone and independent. You never know how it'll be like at Germany. Maybe by then, that's when I learn to pen down my thoughts on diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lunch with Dear at Ichiban Cwp! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5tPclyvI/AAAAAAAACMw/1He1vqV-KuU/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5tPclyvI/AAAAAAAACMw/1He1vqV-KuU/s200/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400913333668594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5jx1AMFI/AAAAAAAACMo/2W-WbVMy-UQ/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5jx1AMFI/AAAAAAAACMo/2W-WbVMy-UQ/s200/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400750764175442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smoked Salmon was nice; The Pork Cutlet was like rock la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ToastBox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5C5-JadI/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZUqmtGsTRhA/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5C5-JadI/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZUqmtGsTRhA/s200/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400186014329298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5bCjNSkI/AAAAAAAACMg/PQrED12jrYE/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5bCjNSkI/AAAAAAAACMg/PQrED12jrYE/s200/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400600634116674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5Uf8H82I/AAAAAAAACMY/s_C9wJFmfxs/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5Uf8H82I/AAAAAAAACMY/s_C9wJFmfxs/s200/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400488264168290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not my house. It's the decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The feeling of looking forward yet,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a strength of relunctance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3670173181271631327?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3670173181271631327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3670173181271631327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/11/germany.html' title='Germany.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SSQ5tPclyvI/AAAAAAAACMw/1He1vqV-KuU/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7499036652790555392</id><published>2008-11-08T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:19:59.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox!</title><content type='html'>Such a long time since I went KBox. After much planning, a few of us went to AMK to sing on Wed! We were given a bigger room this time and too bad, Rachel couldn't make it. ): Nevertheless, we enjoyed ourselves. Though not that 'high' without Rachel, but definitely good to hear nice voices. Kai Xin, now you dun have to deny your good vocal! We have all witness your beautiful voice. Haha. With everyone busy singing, I forgot to take photos! Blahhhh. I only took a few photos with Zoe who is sitting beside me. Booo. Dunno will there be any chance that we'll gather these peeps again. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Week 5, ICAs and projects piling up. And yet, my offer letter is still not here! Damn thing. It's taking such a long time! Also, when can we be released from lessons?! RAHHH. I dun wan to be stucked in the middle whereby I only used half of my energy to study and afraid that I won't be able to make it for Germany! I wonder do I still need to do all the tutorials and be so committed to projects when in the end nothing of this counts in my GPA! Argh! I regretted not informing them that I want the March slot! March slot is so much better. Without having to worry anything. Even if they're unable to go, they just have to study for the next sem because sch sem has not started during March. RAHHHHHHHHHHHH! They can travel after that, not worrying that their Year 3 Sem 2 will start so quickly because when they finish their course over at Germany, we're still studying. WTH. It's so unfair. RAH!!!! I WANT TO CHANGE TO MARCH SLOT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of my whining. Nothing I can do now. Unless Mosbach rejects us. Maybe we still have the minimal chance of going in March which I really doubt so. So why think so much. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jiaying, continue finishing up your Marketing Project and jolly well study for your ICAs la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moodless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7499036652790555392?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7499036652790555392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7499036652790555392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/11/kbox.html' title='Kbox!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3055807074430595619</id><published>2008-11-01T23:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:35:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Has anyone been to Kranji War Memorial? I bet most of us don't even intend to go. Firstly, it's stationed at Kranji, an ulu place. Secondly, nothing attracting. Thirdly, it's a cemetery site. Actually, it's really beautiful. Because we need to do NE project, we decided to go there as a War visit. If not, I won't ever think of going too. We reached there at noon and it was damn hot, i tell you. If the weather is cloudy, I won't mind staying there for a longer time. However, the sun at noon made the view of the cemetery so vibrant and pretty. (: The only funny thing about the trip was that we only saw 2 angmohs while on our way. While the road looks endless, thus we were thinking if we're on the right track. We were about to ask the angmohs if it's the correct route, but I guess we better not throw Singaporeans' face. What crap, we're in Singapore lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyJ2AFXhzI/AAAAAAAABjg/pMQuVpBggqY/s1600-h/DSC05366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyJ2AFXhzI/AAAAAAAABjg/pMQuVpBggqY/s200/DSC05366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263733625317721906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The never-ending road. Hot weather! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyKaZS9MnI/AAAAAAAABjo/zeOZDDyT3LQ/s1600-h/DSC05375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyKaZS9MnI/AAAAAAAABjo/zeOZDDyT3LQ/s200/DSC05375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263734250560893554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kranji War Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My virgin visit to Pub on Thursday with Dear and his friends. I guess it ain't really a pub to me, but more to a lounge? Because we get to sing and drink. There's even pool tables in the pub. Anyway, it was cool. Had 3 glasses of alcohol drinks BACARDI mixed with fruit juices (2 Orange, 1 Cranberry) and my stomach got quite upset. I got a little tipsy after the 3rd glass. I threw up and felt better. Luckily, I wasn't really drunk. If not, I guess I'll get hangover the next day. Hah. And! Dear finally sang! :DDD Surprisingly, Dear's voice was damn nice! Dear compromise to sing. Hehe. Thank you, Dear! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyI1LLGQiI/AAAAAAAABjQ/QGUFWdKDOts/s1600-h/DSC05395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyI1LLGQiI/AAAAAAAABjQ/QGUFWdKDOts/s200/DSC05395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732511603048994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyJJURPNFI/AAAAAAAABjY/s4Ig530OjJI/s1600-h/DSC05396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyJJURPNFI/AAAAAAAABjY/s4Ig530OjJI/s200/DSC05396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732857642103890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next day, 31st Oct, Dear lied to me that he was going for FYP Meeting. I was quite sad at first when he told me. However, I still let him go without suspecting anything. When I reached home, my bro said he was going out in a few mins time, and that he will come home soon. I kept asking what time he'll be home, he din reply me. (It shows what a bad liar my bro can be. Lol!) That's when I felt a little fishy. But, I din think much after that. About half an hr to 1 hr, Dear called and said he finished FYP and was already at cwp, asking me what I want to eat. When he reached my house sweating, I went to get a hand towel for him. The weird thing was that I din realise he was holding a gift for me when I opened the door for him. Hah! Felt a little fishy again when Dear initiated to do everything for me. Haha. He still wanted me to eat faster. When I came back after disposing the rubbish, I found the W980 phone box cover under my sofa pillows. Omg. I nearly cried out! I always wanted this phone. Thanks Dearie! I love you so much! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyGiUFjRGI/AAAAAAAABi4/KMB82t_ItM4/s1600-h/DSC05421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyGiUFjRGI/AAAAAAAABi4/KMB82t_ItM4/s200/DSC05421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263729988554933346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Dearie for the phone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to Okasa Street at Jurong Point to have our Anniversary Dinner. We had Seafood Set at Yaki Yaki Bo Restaurant. We sat in front of 2 chefs while they cooked for us. We were then given a napkin to tie around us to prevent any stains on our clothes. It was damn hilarious. We were like kids in the restaurant. Haha. The food was not bad. I especially like the Steamed Egg with Onion as the bowl. I thought it was very creative. Should have a try! :D&lt;br /&gt;Though we din go to Indulgz Restaurant which we previously thought of going, I still enjoyed the dinner very much. Thanks Dear for the wonderful Anniversary Dinner! It was indeed an enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyHy_ULPpI/AAAAAAAABjI/dhJmuGbbe5o/s1600-h/DSC05411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyHy_ULPpI/AAAAAAAABjI/dhJmuGbbe5o/s200/DSC05411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263731374548532882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yaki Yaki Bo Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyHYco-HHI/AAAAAAAABjA/4SKQFXEf_EY/s1600-h/DSC05401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyHYco-HHI/AAAAAAAABjA/4SKQFXEf_EY/s200/DSC05401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263730918563912818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dear's wearing the napkin! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Btw, I've added photos in myphotoalbum. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3055807074430595619?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3055807074430595619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3055807074430595619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQyJ2AFXhzI/AAAAAAAABjg/pMQuVpBggqY/s72-c/DSC05366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8734536199284767063</id><published>2008-11-01T00:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:47:01.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy 4th Anniversary, Dearie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQve54yxBzI/AAAAAAAABiw/qhLYl-quybs/s1600-h/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQve54yxBzI/AAAAAAAABiw/qhLYl-quybs/s320/Picture3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263545675591780146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dedicated especially for you, my Dearie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a long journey during these 4 years. We've gone a long way here. All the joys and sorrows that we've been through together pulled us closer each da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y. Till now, I couldn't express how much love I have for you. No matter how bad-tempered you can be, I know you still love me deeply. Your love for me has already made me erased off your flaws. I can never find another guy that loves me so deeply ever again. If I've never met you, I wouldn't know so much of the evil side of human beings. Perhaps, I might be tricked by some others if I weren't with you. You embrace me with all your love till I thought the world has only us. I believe we will continue our journey and go down the aisle together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Forever and ever, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let me have the chance to love you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8734536199284767063?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8734536199284767063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8734536199284767063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-4th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 4th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQve54yxBzI/AAAAAAAABiw/qhLYl-quybs/s72-c/Picture3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8007926149010290220</id><published>2008-10-27T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:09:34.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulau Ubin!</title><content type='html'>Oh my crap, the aftermath of going Pulau Ubin was good man! Shoulders aching, butts splitting and legs not much of a pain. I guess I need a swimming float, my butts are really aching like hell. I dunno if I'm using my butt or my legs to cycle. Hah! Nevertheless, the trip to Pulau Ubin was truly a fruitful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From renting a bic with suspension to cycling around the forest with low and steep slopes, every up slope is an obstacle to overcome. Determination and encouragement was what we need. I've got Dear's full support whenever my bic doesn't seems like moving upwards. I wonder if he's a superman. He's like got all the strength to cycle up hill and pushing me from behind as he cycles up the slope. Down slope was definitely nice and cooling. However, it's the most dangerous part because of the bumpy roads. Luckily, none of us fell. Perhaps, it was the incident we witnessed that remind us not to speed while going down the slope. Wonder how was that lady that fell. I think she had a hard fall because when we saw her, she was surrounded by a crowd with a pool of blood on her face and some on her arm. A few passerby tried calling the ambulance but I guess it was difficult to even direct the ambulance into the jungle. Hopefully, the lady will be alright. Sigh. Anyway, we also cycled to Chek Jawa Wetlands and came down to have a brisk walk. The whole journey was indeed exhausting. Before returning our bikes, we had coconut. Then, we took a ferry back to Changi Village to have the cheap $2 Chicken Rice for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was so tiring, I guess everyone enjoyed themselves. Let's have another cycling trip, shall we? Maybe not Ubin anymore, perhaps some places where we can explore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up on myphotoalbum! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Btw, I've just sold my beloved Z610i phone! )): It's a miracle that it works again. I just pressed a magical 'Reset settings' button and it came alive without restarting my phone automatically again. And, that was when I couldn't bear to part with my phone! Sniffssss. I've a feeling attached to it. And, I dunno why. Mummy! I want W980. At least a phone that can replace my old phone. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks Dearie for everything;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And, Sorry for the hurtful words. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQWYKKwdf-I/AAAAAAAABig/AOkoVQA7cdY/s1600-h/DSC05325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQWYKKwdf-I/AAAAAAAABig/AOkoVQA7cdY/s200/DSC05325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261779040106020834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, I admit I've grown fat. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8007926149010290220?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8007926149010290220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8007926149010290220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/pulau-ubin.html' title='Pulau Ubin!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQWYKKwdf-I/AAAAAAAABig/AOkoVQA7cdY/s72-c/DSC05325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3486370825664025611</id><published>2008-10-25T17:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:17:53.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Lovers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQLg9BOPjyI/AAAAAAAABiY/TKPQ9M0uzjA/s1600-h/img_BL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQLg9BOPjyI/AAAAAAAABiY/TKPQ9M0uzjA/s200/img_BL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261014653626978082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught this flick with Dear and his friends at Cwp. The story plot was simple and a touch of humour. I rate: 2/5 I bet there's other better shows than this, although it has 吴尊. Not recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear, let's watch The House Bunny okay! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3486370825664025611?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3486370825664025611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3486370825664025611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/butterfly-lovers.html' title='Butterfly Lovers.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQLg9BOPjyI/AAAAAAAABiY/TKPQ9M0uzjA/s72-c/img_BL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-69271406100475915</id><published>2008-10-23T13:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:50:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild Wet</title><content type='html'>Just back from school. It's a short day today. I'm like practically going to school to play. Hah. No lect notes nor tutorial answers. =X Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dear and I went to Wild Wild Wet last Sat. It was damn fun! Though I was shouting like mad when I played Slide Up with Dear. Haha. I've played once when I went to chalet with my Sec 2 classmates. I guess it was the same feeling previously. The only difference is that they change the tube to having 2 persons seating facing each other. And, WWW build this new SkyRider which allows 2 persons to ride on it around a route 5 metres above land. The website says it is supposed to serve as a purpose to let us dry ourselves before going off. But, aint we going to bathe before going off? Haha. Nevertheless, I just rode it for fun. Actually, it's a little scary to look down. Lol. Thereafter, we walked around E-Hub. There wasn't anything nice to see, just a place for entertainment and to witness the small Ferris Wheel. Then, we went to Dear's friends' chalet. Din take many photos. Just a few photos with Dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Overdue photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nihon Mauza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAU2AG0B4I/AAAAAAAABiI/ej7v4hASasg/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAU2AG0B4I/AAAAAAAABiI/ej7v4hASasg/s200/DSC00690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260227282742806402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAUsj9OwRI/AAAAAAAABiA/LsnY9bOQdoI/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAUsj9OwRI/AAAAAAAABiA/LsnY9bOQdoI/s200/DSC00694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260227120567599378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel took this Snapshot photo that looks very funny on me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAUdWpngpI/AAAAAAAABh4/3xyYaNMaRyc/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAUdWpngpI/AAAAAAAABh4/3xyYaNMaRyc/s200/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226859297637010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I looked like a BIG head with small body! Weird photos. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQBkynREEPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/611jNeLYEDU/s1600-h/DSC00706+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQBkynREEPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/611jNeLYEDU/s200/DSC00706+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260315185465528562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Badminton time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Wild Wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQATwDde2cI/AAAAAAAABhw/gB5swwF2oxg/s1600-h/DSC05267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQATwDde2cI/AAAAAAAABhw/gB5swwF2oxg/s200/DSC05267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226081052350914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrot Cake with Egg Crepe, yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQATfeHYLKI/AAAAAAAABho/pKiZHQipNbA/s1600-h/DSC05271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQATfeHYLKI/AAAAAAAABho/pKiZHQipNbA/s200/DSC05271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260225796149619874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQATNPNmsXI/AAAAAAAABhg/WM_5t9qB7Tc/s1600-h/DSC05276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQATNPNmsXI/AAAAAAAABhg/WM_5t9qB7Tc/s200/DSC05276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260225482911560050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQASzW0-DSI/AAAAAAAABhY/fHHL66bwOMQ/s1600-h/DSC05277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQASzW0-DSI/AAAAAAAABhY/fHHL66bwOMQ/s200/DSC05277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260225038279118114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear looks so-being-forced to take photo. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQASXm4_pQI/AAAAAAAABhQ/M1ZIE-7uZCQ/s1600-h/DSC05280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQASXm4_pQI/AAAAAAAABhQ/M1ZIE-7uZCQ/s200/DSC05280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260224561554629890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun care! Snapshot you! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-69271406100475915?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/69271406100475915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/69271406100475915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/wild-wild-wet.html' title='Wild Wild Wet'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SQAU2AG0B4I/AAAAAAAABiI/ej7v4hASasg/s72-c/DSC00690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5723100849133265202</id><published>2008-10-17T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:01:50.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of School!</title><content type='html'>Going back to lessons are not as bored as I thought it was because I'm back with my clique. The only irritating thing was that the director actually called upon all the lecturers to group us up selectively and they came up with what they think it's good, it's 'draw lots'. How sickening! All the tutors said the same thing to us. Only Winnie was the most flexible of all. :D I think she's many students' favourite tutor. Okay, enough of the rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutorials are much of introduction and groupings. Lectures are enriching with good lecturers. However, we always ended up in the front row during lectures when we came in on time. Sigh. I guess we have to reach earlier next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have been spending all my money on food. And it's all fattening enough that my badminton ytd did not help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tue&lt;/span&gt; - KFC Hot Devil Drumlets/Yoghurt/Dim Sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wed&lt;/span&gt; - Pizza Hut during the 3-hr break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thur&lt;/span&gt; - Nihon Muza before badminton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt; - Mac at school before going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. I can see my fats growing each day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally bought a retractable mouse for me to bring to school! It's a leopard skin mouse. Cool man! Cos previously I saw one from Courts but it costs about double the price that I bought. Thus, after some psycho-ing done by Zoe, I bought it from Bishan Popular. Last one on sale and another on display outside. I went to the company's website and saw a set with keyboard. Damn nice! It has a unique 'A' shaped form on the keys for better typing. But, I use laptop so i think it's not very useful to me. Hah. Better not waste that money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still waiting for the reply from Mosbach to confirm our registration there. We left about 2 plus months to prepare everything before leaving Singapore. Yet, we have not pay for our air tickets. Last weekend, I have been doing some research on Europe countries, which places are worth to visit. We may not even have so much time to visit so many places. So, i guess we need to plan our journey carefully. Oh ya! I need to learn German. I have chosen Jap as my elective for Sem 2. Though it's a little stupid not to change and learn German, but I'm very much more eager to learn Jap than German. I think if I learn German, I may fall asleep anytime. Haha! And their book is like $50 okay! Not kidding. They dun have lecture notes. I rather go outside and buy those CDs to listen. Shall go check out the National Library for German books and CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jap, the first lesson was super fun! We learnt the 4 main areas of Japan ('Nihon' in Jap), 4 types of writings, pronunciation, introduction and numerics (1 to 199). It's damn cool! I think we look like small kids learning ABC. Haha. Hopefully I can at least speak and understand a few sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I'm going Wild Wild Wet with Dear tmr! Excited! :D Pray hard there's no rain tmr! =X I should turn in now. Update again with photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5723100849133265202?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5723100849133265202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5723100849133265202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of School!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-4575659963408515966</id><published>2008-10-11T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:49:42.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of TEP!</title><content type='html'>Woohooo! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFFICIALLY ENDED TEP!&lt;/span&gt; :D Like finally, I can wear something different besides the black &amp;amp; red MSC shirt. Not having to worry if there is any discrepancies and shortage. A big relief. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though TEP has been quite a pain, I've definitely learned a lot. Now I know why adults hate working. Society is so cruel and you need to really climb to reach the top. It's really tiring to even try to get hold of your own position, what's more trying so hard to do sth to impress your boss? Just because of that bloody GPA, everyone is trying so hard to impress our supervisors which you might not know how they actually graded you upon. Human relations is always the crucial stage to get further and go beyond others. However, it's not always the case. As you grow, you gradually see everyone's motives, whether or not they are true to you. And, dun be too happy if you thought you have shorten your distant with your boss, you never know if they are putting a show in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is still the best where mentally you are not drained. Still, I hate doing projects and having exams. ): Ahh. Nvm. I'm looking forward to studying Jap! (: Have yet to find any friends that is studying the same Jap class as me. I shall be a loner then. Anyway, timetable's out. Quite satisfied, at the same time not very happy. Lol. Cos I have 2 long days which 1 of them falls on Wed! Wth. Sad la! Another thing, no off day. Boo! I want a 4-day schedule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell party for MSC was held after 2pm ytd. I especially like the Strength Cards which were given to every single one of us in MSC. I guess it keeps everyone's heart warm. Hehe. Some messages without names, Zoe and I were like figuring out who is that. xD But, still a little kept in suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I'm home alone at this hour on Sat. Hah! I think I'm just too tired to go out after a week's full day shift. I slept like pig every night at 7 plus 8 till 10pm when I woke up with my tiring eyes. I think I should go find my piggy partner. I bet he's sleeping because he did not pick up my call since 1pm! PIGGY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Another 20 days to our 4th Anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SPDKxcvR3DI/AAAAAAAABhA/hbwg2avinUA/s1600-h/1_740568138l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SPDKxcvR3DI/AAAAAAAABhA/hbwg2avinUA/s200/1_740568138l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255923716018265138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-4575659963408515966?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4575659963408515966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/4575659963408515966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/end-of-tep.html' title='End of TEP!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SPDKxcvR3DI/AAAAAAAABhA/hbwg2avinUA/s72-c/1_740568138l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1118143331912817375</id><published>2008-10-05T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:11:47.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week!</title><content type='html'>Oh my! I screwed up my Field Trip Sharing Session on Friday. Sorry, i'm just weren't prepared. Aix. Take it too easy. Anyway, it's over! It's handover next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to be out cycling at East Coast Park with girls ytd but was postponed due to bad response. So! I'm out with Dearie to Bugis! We both had a good shop at Bugis Village, then had dinner at Food Junction. Pepper Lunch Express! Dear brought me to a Dry Market which sells plums. He likes it so much! Tho I dun really like it. Heh. But, he's happy, i'm happy! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out again! It's like home to school, then home school home school.. I'm sick of it! Let me feel alive. And, i dread having to wear the same clothings from Mon-Fri. Okay, not the same clothes. But, changing it on alternate days. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;? Well, I just need to bear with it for 1 last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much like dying my bloody black-abit-of-brownish hair to Apricot Brown! Like totally no black. My hair like couldn't absorb the chemical! Damn irritating! I need another dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hotshot&lt;/span&gt; is getting exciting now. I wonder how many episode there is. How cool is that when you have 3 suave guys + 1 female model in a show? I'm so looking forward to the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone died on me ytd morning. I'm so sad! My fav pink phone actually restarts on its own. I dunno why but do I really have that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sway&lt;/span&gt; hands? The spare phone 7250i also died on me when I used not even a day! Or.. Does it means I'm getting a new phone? xD hahahah. It better be! I just went online to search for new phones. I think K660i &amp;amp; W980 are not a bad idea huh. Gotta check whose lines are finishing soon. Cos Kor is already eyeing on that iphone already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Overdue photos. When I went to Cafe d' Orient with Dear at Clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOjfer5mj6I/AAAAAAAABgo/jPm7Y3_s-Tc/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOjfer5mj6I/AAAAAAAABgo/jPm7Y3_s-Tc/s200/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253694683601080226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOlzjysGkXI/AAAAAAAABg4/CHzqd9PSHrI/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOlzjysGkXI/AAAAAAAABg4/CHzqd9PSHrI/s200/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253857499043762546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOlzbKL4TCI/AAAAAAAABgw/X9MK952Wojk/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOlzbKL4TCI/AAAAAAAABgw/X9MK952Wojk/s200/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253857350732237858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1118143331912817375?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1118143331912817375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1118143331912817375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-week.html' title='Last week!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SOjfer5mj6I/AAAAAAAABgo/jPm7Y3_s-Tc/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3772426308291488551</id><published>2008-10-01T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:36:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway week!</title><content type='html'>Is it just because Lady Luck is not with me last week? For the whole week, I've been so weary. I have been arguing with someone I don't like, having to void transactions thrice in a day and I actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personally&lt;/span&gt; received the stocks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;directly from supplier&lt;/span&gt;, which I shouldn't! Wtf am I doing? Not to say, I kena F by Ms Lim of course, tho' not being screamed at. Just being nagged. Because my mood was so bad the whole week, I teared out of shocked. I thought I did a terrible mistake but actually not that worse. Was relief yet I found myself in a mess. *big sigh* Yes, it's a new week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends was chiong-ing of reports and finished them on Sunday afternoon before I cycled out with Dear around Woodlands. (: After which, came home to watch F1. It was cool, just that din see much of overtaking scenes. I think because of Singapore's circuit, they have little chances to. I guess the most exciting part is when they have accidents. xD Not that I'm heartless. You know right, 61 laps with everything going smoothly, it'll be a bore. Best thing is that none of them are injured. I guessed Hamilton was the one but nvm, at least he got third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, went eating and shopping with Jiajing at AMK Hub and Bishan while waiting for the rest of the HumanLink to reach Bishan for dinner at Pizza Hut. Coincidentally, met some Flowers on the way. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, I caught a flick at Cine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Connected"&lt;/span&gt; has a nice story plot, go watch it! Tho' some parts are abit ridiculously funny. Haha! And, sometimes I am wondering why the cineplex had the movie  played earlier than the advertisement. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should get going! Need to get change and go for some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt; fieldtrip. Sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3772426308291488551?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3772426308291488551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3772426308291488551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/10/sway-week.html' title='Sway week!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-5001401405164086744</id><published>2008-09-28T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:56:48.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reports!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rushing for reports. Blog again later or tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-5001401405164086744?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5001401405164086744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/5001401405164086744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/09/reports.html' title='Reports!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-987944613948312576</id><published>2008-09-21T20:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:42:26.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy! Slurp-</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Chong Pang City with family to have dinner. Shared Popiah, Rojak, Nasi Lemak, Wanton Soup, Satay, Mango Red Bean Ice Kachang and Plum Juice. It was a sumptuous meal and I know I've grown a Kg or 2 now. Aix. I'm lazy to exercise again. Can someone bring me along for some sports?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dear drove me to Blk 106 Clementi Sunset Way for a dinner together ytd night. It was recommended by a Channel U variety show and I happened to jot down the address. We decided to just step into the HK restaurant called Cafe d' Orient since we don't eat steak. We had Set Meal B. I must say the ambience and food are superb. A must-try! :D It's been long since Dear and I had a dinner like this outside. The surprising thing with the restaurant is that they don't include service charge! Haha. You rarely find this happening in Singapore restaurants. Hah! We also found a pub nearby the HK Restaurant which looks super cool! We will be going there next time right, Dearie? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have another week to finish my reports. ): Rah! I still have another Field Trip Presentation to do! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I received an email from Ms Lee about the OSEP Mosbach application forms. Booo.. I thought I have the document saved in my Laptop. Now, I need to redo it! Shiats. Should be taking SQ airline since the others insisted. No choice then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i just wanna spend the rest of my time with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;hold me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SNZOS02S4GI/AAAAAAAABgU/78ypmGPbNBg/s1600-h/kiss_me_faster_by_PeKiLiA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SNZOS02S4GI/AAAAAAAABgU/78ypmGPbNBg/s320/kiss_me_faster_by_PeKiLiA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248468501077876834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-987944613948312576?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/987944613948312576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/987944613948312576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/09/yummy-slurp.html' title='Yummy! Slurp-'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SNZOS02S4GI/AAAAAAAABgU/78ypmGPbNBg/s72-c/kiss_me_faster_by_PeKiLiA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-3496581592514122144</id><published>2008-09-16T19:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:49:58.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy (Belated) Birthday, Zoe! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers had a short birthday celebration ytd afternoon before she went to meet her bf at 3pm. Bought a cake and an Elmo balloon for her. Wanted to buy a Miphosis black transparent bag for her but due to miscommunication, we decided to buy for her tmr. Hope she likes it. Haha. I bet she does. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Birthday, Kor Kor (Gou Gou)! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Kor's birthday on Sunday since he won't be home so early tonight. We had BBQ just outside our house. It was cool man! A successful BBQ with frozen food bought from Sheng Siong,  Curry Chicken cooked by mummy, Pork Ribs prepared by Hui Ying, Otah from Kim, Bee Hoon prepared by Pei Pei's Grandma and last but not least, delicious Satays from Dearie! Too bad Dear aint able to join us till the end of the BBQ. ): Anyway, we ended the celebration with Ice Cream Mooncakes in conjunction to celebrating Mid-Autumn Festival. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetch mum back from Airport the other day and we had Fish Steamboat at Changi Village. Dear joined us too. :D I feel like love is all around in the small little van! It's been long ever since I sat in a vehicle (exclude the cab) with my family. Thanks Dear for letting me feel the warmth again! I love you, Dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SNcHDZzI--I/AAAAAAAABgc/sc43uKGH1do/s1600-h/DSC05060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SNcHDZzI--I/AAAAAAAABgc/sc43uKGH1do/s200/DSC05060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248671645769989090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, I've been going around with Dear to drive workers back and forth. Even though I'm not the one driving, I feel the exhaustion. I slept a few times on the van while he was driving. I bet he is more than tired than I do. ): Heart-ache yet couldn't do anything. Sigh. Drive safely, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we sent an Auntie home that day, Dear and I went to Jalan Kayu to have Prata for Supper. The prata is damn nice! Gotta try it. Shall drop by when we pass by again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so quickly. It's already Week 6 of Stopover 2. Will be going to Sem 2 soon. And.. I dun wanna go on further. Okay, just let me finish MSC. I still have reports to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Know your limits. Get a life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-3496581592514122144?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3496581592514122144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/3496581592514122144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SNcHDZzI--I/AAAAAAAABgc/sc43uKGH1do/s72-c/DSC05060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-8662247074328324880</id><published>2008-09-07T15:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:54:35.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to face reality.</title><content type='html'>Mum flew to China ytd night with her friend for a getaway trip. Will be back next sat. sheeeeeets. I'll be in charge of washing, hanging and folding of clothes for this week. ): Let it be my preparation for my OSEP then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of OSEP, the group that I'll be going with, decided to book air tickets already. This has never cross my mind yet for the past few weeks until last thur when they mention. I did search for a few websites and Qantas Airways was not a bad idea. Cheap and famous. World ranked 5th this year. However, there was an incident that happened in July this year about the emergency landing. Some of my friends got influence by this incident and may take SIA instead. The prices have a big gap. What most people might be thinking is that "Since ___ company got involved with an incident, we need to avoid." But, have you people think of this "___ company will be more careful because of that incident"? Let's put aside those unknown/lousy/Cheena companies. Since Qantas Airways is ranked 5th in the world this year, wouldn't they be taking more precautions to bring back their reputation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mindset didn't come into my mind until that Prima Deli chocolate cake incident. My mum and bro wanted to buy a bread from Prima Deli after they reopen due to the investigation of the chocolate cake case. I told them "You all still dare to buy?" My bro immediately reply "Don't be silly. They will be extra careful after that incident unless they want to close down all their outlets." From then, I get to know how human's mind can twist to see things in another way. Perhaps, to me, it's a smarter way. We should learn to be flexible at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need some time to do research on Germany. I want to finish my Stopover 2 first. Time passes so slowly when there's no customers. Rah! I want to play with POS system (cashier).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear played a match against National players during the Cheers competition held at YCK sports hall. It's a pity he didn't partner the right person. ): Some of his shots are beautiful but too bad his partner miss the points. Nevertheless, Dear you did great! My 3 hours of impatient awaiting aint wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Zoe on Wed at AMK Hub, Pin Si. The food was okay. Then, we went to walk around AMK Hub for a while. Spent most of the time at Art Box, looking through the cute diaries. I feel like buying another 1! But, I have yet to use the 2 that I've bought a few months back. Lol. Wait till I sell away that expensive diary first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I refuse to face the reality. The route to Changi Airport was frightening. I gripped tight when you drove my mum and I to the airport. The next time I go might be the time I'm going leave you for 3 months. I spend a few nights pondering before I could fall asleep. The time draws near each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still, I refuse to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-8662247074328324880?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8662247074328324880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/8662247074328324880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-to-face-reality.html' title='time to face reality.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-937670890052882584</id><published>2008-08-31T19:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:12:01.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away from you.</title><content type='html'>Yes! Reports are done and submitted. Results for previous stopover are releasing next week. Some have already gotten their results which were quite unexpected for some. Quite an unfair judgement though. Anyway, I can only do my best for this stopover and pray for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not so worried for my results. Rather, for my OSEP preparation. Sigh. The dates are nearing and have yet to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why. My mood gets up and down these few days. Every little things make me upset. I couldn't control my temper and my whole feeling. Dun irritate me or I'll screw you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I realised how bossy and irritating some can get. Now I know why some hated working and prefer studying instead. Because when some gets lazy and forgets how to treat one another equally. Let God deals with this kinda person. They ought to be taught a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotten a Apricot Brown hair dye. Not very obvious as expected. I guess my hair aint able to get the dye on. It feels as dark as ever. Failed again! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been watching HotShot (篮球火). Currently at Epi 5. Waiting for Jiajing to pass me Epi 6 tmr! Damn engross with the show. Jerry is too suave. Aww. I'm going crazy. Haha. And Mr. Pig is god damn funny. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shits, I missed the Comex Show this yr again. I think I'll have to go next year. But, I guess the crowds will still be a problem. Uh, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear took up this job to help his uncle deliver goods and machinery from place to place. It sounds easy. Actually, not. It is exhausting. He nearly got his finger fractured because of his fatigue job. Sigh. And, of course it took up most of his time. I just hope he drives carefully and safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden urge of going into retail sector. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of orders for Mooncakes! I actually receive a call from my neighbours! Hah. Like finally. At least my flyers weren't wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! I dun wanna pay for that stocks of yours. It's not my fault that your stocks are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i feel a distant from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i miss you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SLqNLfbO4eI/AAAAAAAABgM/dSQDcXTV-KQ/s1600-h/distant_star_____by_Hoples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SLqNLfbO4eI/AAAAAAAABgM/dSQDcXTV-KQ/s320/distant_star_____by_Hoples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240656344952791522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-937670890052882584?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/937670890052882584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/937670890052882584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/08/away-from-you.html' title='away from you.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eY4ZThAZEMw/SLqNLfbO4eI/AAAAAAAABgM/dSQDcXTV-KQ/s72-c/distant_star_____by_Hoples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-1305551453027609975</id><published>2008-08-24T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:24:14.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird dreams, strange feelings.</title><content type='html'>Recently, I dreamt of some friends which I don't contact them often and I actually had a Deja Vu inside my dream. I was like 'eh?'. Oh ya. I was a little tipsy in my dream too. I drank abit with my friend. And, of cos it's only in my dream. Hah. How weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I slept last night, i was pondering, if my childhood dream of being a Taiwanese singer came true, would I be feeling happier than what I am now? For that moment, I'm just glad I'm a Singaporean, living a simple life. Maybe because I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my moodswing is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doing its job &lt;/span&gt;again. I was easily agitated by certain people and certain actions. I got so fcuked up with everything that irritates my nerves, even if it's abit. Today, it's the Chinese from China. I don't feel like elaborating but I think government should stop importing some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-talented&lt;/span&gt; Cheenas. They are irritating and it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; definitely bringing down Singapore's customer service to a very low standard. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you have read the news today about the investigation of the 2 16-year-old guys that committed suicide. They played World of Warcraft and went crazy about it. They even wrote diaries about their so-called 'wife' and their mission or sth like that. It really creeps me when I related them to 'The Death Note' story. My bro used to play this Warcraft game which he was addicted to during his NS time. Luckily, he managed to return back to reality of studying when he started school in Uni. Hmm. I guess this game will be banned in times to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, I went cycling with Dear again. This time was a long journey. Our intention was to cycle to Chong Pang to have Nasi Lemak. End up, we cycled further after having our lunch at a coffee shop in Chong Pang. We passed by Bottle Tree Park, Yishun Park, some unfamiliar blocks (just exploring), Sembawang Park (but din cycle in since it's drizzling) and finally back to Admiralty to have dinner before cycling home. Damn shagged when you need to cycle up and down the slope with the aftermath of my 2.4km run. My thigh ached so much and is still aching now. Afterall, I still enjoy cycling with Dear more than running alone. (: Let's date out to cycle again, okay Dearie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me have some rest and I'll add on if I think of anything tomorrow. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-1305551453027609975?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1305551453027609975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/1305551453027609975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-dreams-strange-feelings.html' title='Weird dreams, strange feelings.'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13568259.post-7169694753902579038</id><published>2008-08-21T10:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:03:42.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncakes on sales!</title><content type='html'>Finally! I jogged 2.4km just now around Fushan Park. Hah. My jogging plan always fail, either I'm lazy or it started to rain. -.- Anyway, I cycled with Dear yesterday too! :D Before that, we caught a flick at Cwp &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money Not Enough 2&lt;/span&gt;. Teared/Cried like hell. Dear's shoulder was constantly wet. xD The show is really touching esp when the granny pulled out the breathing pipe and gave up the O minus blood just to save her granddaughter. Really, treat your parents better. They use all their life to give you the best and what do they get in return? Nothing. They yearn for nothing. If your care and concern can make them feel happy, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Dear and I were cycling around his old estate (which was also mine), many childhood memories flashed through his mind as he demonstrated the games they used to play when he was young. For me, I had little memories of my old house. I couldn't even remember which block did I actually stayed in before. Hah. I think somehow part of my memories are swept away as I grow. Aiya. My storage device (brain) is only 512MB, so bound to erase some memories in the past to store in new ones mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be selling Mooncakes for Personal Selling. There will be discounts offered to us, so order from me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The following are the brands that I sell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tung Lok&lt;/span&gt; (Very well-known brand in Singapore, the older generations should know. Buy for your parents/grandparents! They'll be REAL happy!)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodwood Park Hotel&lt;/span&gt; (Also quite well-known, guaranteed good quality!)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gelare&lt;/span&gt; (ICE CREAM MOONCAKES! Well liked by children/teenagers! Yum yum!)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xin Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BreadTalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Season&lt;/span&gt; (The only company that sells Halal mooncakes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, you can IM me through my msn for more details. :D Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13568259-7169694753902579038?l=-vivacious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7169694753902579038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13568259/posts/default/7169694753902579038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-vivacious.blogspot.com/2008/08/mooncakes-on-sales.html' title='Mooncakes on sales!'/><author><name>Jiaying`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
